Meditation is a form of dropping down, or away, from the roaring brainnoise. Yoga, for me, is sometimes this kind of meditation. So is walking or hiking. Swinging, singing, bouncing, dancing…. all bring me to edges of this place, but often my own self consciousness keeps me tethered. I never considered different forms of journeying… Read More
so here’s what they don’t tell you… at that junction, when you can choose to move ahead into the unknown territories, the challenges, the abyss, the revelation, the transformation… you can just as easily choose to head back to known, filled with the belief that somehow you can wait it out, and the call will… Read More
even when we’ve picked up our pieces, gathered them, glued them back together even when we’ve moved on in so many ways even when we’ve breathed in deeply for the first time, or the hundredth without a catch there is a moment or moments or moment after moment after moment when we realize that we have… Read More
because my journey is my truth, and my truth is asking to be shared: I am reposting this here–from last week, from my other blog. *** Driving up north on Route 3 is a slow rewind through spring. Back to buds and near bare branches back to just the gentlest haze of color on the… Read More
there is a quiet process of transformation. first, discomfort. a feeling of being a bit (or maybe more than a bit) lost. then, dawning realization that there is something more, something undone that needs doing, something unspoken, something that needs to be offered, laid bare. then fear– what happens if …? what happens when….? who… Read More
yesterday was a heavy day, a day of sinking, of energy pulling down and in it was a day where I had a hard time accessing my lightness my yeses my connections motion I finally lay down for an hour, head buzzing, wishing I could sleep. the heavy also meant cold, and a walk had… Read More
I guess I imagined gossamer curtains. Sunlight dappling in. A breeze, lifting, billowing, creating magical shadows. I imagined a softness, a drape. I imagined spilling language like this. Instead, I am burlap and worn velvet ribbon. In some places I am thicker, and hold a crease. I abrade a bit when rubbed too hard. I… Read More
Free Online Campfire, February 8-10 This totally free virtual workshop is about quiet bravery: taking small steps, creating small adventures, allowing ourselves to explore new things. I invite you to join me here on Heartwork for an opening campfire on Friday night, followed by two days of exploring what it is like to try new… Read More
I’ve always felt I should know my Calling. My True Work. My Passion. My Purpose. I looked at all of these things as just different ways of identifying some core Truth just waiting to be seen, some inherent compass point, some something that would allow me to navigate more easily through opportunities, decisions, relationships, and… Read More
Why does it feel so risky to try something new? Maybe because by adulthood, we have sort of found our groove or grooves, we do what we’ve done. And maybe we just don’t try too many new things after a while. We’re used to a baseline level of competence maybe. We’re used to knowing. Parenthood… Read More
