I write backwards. It’s much easier for me to write the outline after the ideas have flowed and the words have arranged themselves. Could I grieve backwards, too? I’ve waded through sorrow following an inner guide, and now I’m organizing the healing, logically, through theory and knowledge. Of course I believe my way is how... Continue Reading →
This is me, forest bathing, with less hair and wider hips. Nope, I am not showing you the hips. But I will show you the healing in progress. I have been here many times beforeHurt myself again todayAnd, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame ~Sia: Breathe Me* Last fall, I was feeling... Continue Reading →
A mindfulness practice called “See, Hear, Feel” can be used as a walking meditation. Noting your surroundings can help ground you in the present moment. See The reflection of water moving on the trunk of a tree. In the distance green the shade of everything new. Hear The breeze lacing itself through tender new foliage... Continue Reading →
Yes, John Muir, into the forest I went to lose my mind and find my soul. And that was enough for today.
My body is a topographic map of the past 13 months. There are mountain ranges of undulating flesh that keep record of far too many sitting hours and arid places of skin cracked by excessive cleaning and creased by thought and consternation. Though pale and misshapen, seeming to hold only the strength of survival, my... Continue Reading →
Three months ago, on the occasion of the Winter Solstice, I revived this blog about being the light by inviting in the darkness. It was the darkest day of one of the darkest years on the planet that came in the midst of one of the most difficult times in my life. It seemed appropriate... Continue Reading →
On this Spring Eve, thanking Winter for its deep, reflective stillness and its bony Truth. Bidding it, alas, farewell, for it is time to let the light in.
Internal Luminosity 