Farewell, Clove

This is my sweet chicken Clove. She lived with me for over four years. Crazy for cheese was she and, when she came running across the yard, she always made me think of Chicken Little because she looked like the sky was falling down. She and her sisters were the reason I got out of... Continue Reading →

The Truth My Bones Know

It is the season of hot, white blooming things--honeysuckle, jasmine, gardenia… The light this time of year, the air and the scent that weighs heavily on the breeze transports me back across a lifespan of deep, sensual awareness. It carries me from hopeful innocence to the anxious stirrings of adolescence and into mid-life where I... Continue Reading →

When to Blossom

Last summer while trying to make a very difficult decision, the strong message that was coming through by way of Runes and Mindfulness and Inner and Outer Counsel was: Separate, Cleanse, Blossom. Specifically, “All dark corners must be cleansed.” I didn’t completely understand it at the time, I only knew that I was in pain... Continue Reading →

Transforming Me

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 →

Help, I Have Done it Again

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 →

Three Little Joys

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 →

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