I do not know how not to look for magic. It happens so naturally all around me in the more than human world. Upon a silent wish to the Universe to be buoyed up, turtles suddenly surface in sun dappled water to hold me in their intentional gaze while floating effortlessly. Without harm, hives of... Continue Reading →
There are some initially (sometimes quite) uncomfortable truths about grief. Unprocessed emotions don’t go away, they hunker down and live inside of us, stick to our bones and nerves and become a weight we carry around. Rather than hold and support us in times of grieving, society plies us with a plethora of addictions and... Continue Reading →
Transition Recovery Staring at clouds through skylight, studying cracks in plaster, letting the rough aching inside scrub my bones clean while I stay quiet and still. Up out of bed, back down on the couch. Pulsing head and rising sorrow. Scrolling until it starts to feel a bit nauseating. Holding a book but not reading... Continue Reading →
Dear Friends, Would you consider joining me? This has been a year (for non-education folks, I think in school years) of change and risk and learning and excitement and opportunities and loss and travel and heartache. Amidst it all, I completed level 3 of my ecotherapy training which focused on some really tough topics in... Continue Reading →
Love comes in so many forms—bonds both observable and invisible. I don’t know if there is anything so profound as love of a creature or a tree or a space in nature. Mostly because it requires so much stillness and attention to open yourself to a consciousness of these living things that have their own... Continue Reading →
I’ve been deep in it since I woke up this morning—reading about grief, talking about it and writing about it. It’s a griefy time of year for me—turns out that’s true for a lot of people. What I’m learning about this whole body experience is soul soothing and a lot all at once. I was... Continue Reading →
My dear friend, whose daughter is also a contributor to EMERGENCE, generously gifted me with a hard copy of the book. It prints out so beautifully. I sat in the room full of Christmas lights and quiet after everyone was gone last night and savored the delight of turning pages and revisiting the words and... Continue Reading →
I learned to float one summer in Buffalo when I was six. In a relative’s pool at a cookout, a great uncle promised me that he would not allow me to sink. He placed his hand on the small of my back and taught me to relax my muscles while also slightly arching my back... Continue Reading →
Internal Luminosity 