To know the wealth and abundance of leisure time… There are three weeks left of Winter. Or three weeks more. Next year, I will be better prepared for the practice of wintering. I never want to find myself, “Doing everything that ends up looking like nothing but one long haze of frantic activity withContinue reading “Winter’s Hugga.”
A Wintering Woman.
I am learning how to Winter. – learning how to Winter well – for my wellness – for the wealth of my health. For the wealth of my ness – for my womanness. I want to understand the gifts of being wo.man. I want to know the gifts of nature, of the seasons –Continue reading “A Wintering Woman.”
Wintering begins. Sooner than expected. I’ve been snowed in for a few days. Five maybe. It is unknown how many more. This is more frustration than I’m used to being with. I am unprepared. Days are like pendulum swings. My mood swings far to the right of everything joyful; everything full of opportunity andContinue reading “Wintering Begins.”
When Ugliness Falls.
It’s a letting go. An opening of the hands (your hands) and letting it go. Letting the ugliness go. Letting the lack, the anger, apathy, grief, and the fear go. The Seasons are here to serve you. They are gifts of healing, of transformation, of growth, and expansion. Nature becomes a great gift. It isContinue reading “When Ugliness Falls.”
Let the Fall Season Serve You.
Let it fall away Sweet One. Let it fall away. There are things to be done. New things. Let the old fall away. Forgive and forget – that’s how it’s done Sweet One. Forgive and forget. Forgive other. Forgive self. Forgiveness is the gift. Forgive and reach forward. Let goContinue reading “Let the Fall Season Serve You.”
Becoming a Good Lover.
How do you like to be romanced? What do you fall in love with? What makes you come alive? Answering these questions becomes vital to our vitality. Let the romance begin. The craving. The longing. The desire. To be romanced. As women, we crave romance. All-things romance makes us come alive. Romance is fresh airContinue reading “Becoming a Good Lover.”
A Life UnFancy.
Beauty in the non-fancy. My eyes love to gaze upon it. As I sit looking out the window, my eyes send messages to my body, the message is, “it’s lovely.” And I chuckle a little, amazed at its loveliness because it’s nothing fancy. A small investment from Walmart, Lowes, and some free stuff thatContinue reading “A Life UnFancy.”
This seems to be a summer of abundance – or at least my understanding of it. Abundance. Something I’ve always wanted. Always felt left out. And never truly understood. A large amount of something. More than enough to give away. I never understood what abundance really was (money? resources?consumer goods?) – and what of theContinue reading “Uncommon Abundance.”
What Keeps You Away from Your Beautiful Life?
What Keeps You Away from Your Beautiful Life? What keeps you away? What keeps you away – distracted from your beautiful unlived life? A life that wants to be protected – protected from distractions. A life that wants to feel safe in the container of time and space. A life that wants to be lived,Continue reading “What Keeps You Away from Your Beautiful Life?”
Distract Me Not.
I’m not sure how it happened. It was a slow drift. The drift of distractions. And I awoke to find myself lost in a sea of useless doing. It wasn’t because “life just happened” – it was because my unawareness to distractions happened. Distractions took me away from life; away from that which gives meContinue reading “Distract Me Not.”
Words. Infused with a tone in tune with itself. Filled with good intentions. Served by the energy of beauty, courage, and grace. Given. Received. Digested. Embodied – into one’s flesh. Words become flesh and dwell within you. Words. Words are my art. Words are my work. Words are my offering. Words. They bid my bloodContinue reading “Words”
A Teaspoon of Birdsong.
It’s the gift of hindsight. Because I didn’t remember, but now I do. I didn’t know, but now I do. At the time, I didn’t know it was happening. I didn’t know because I didn’t appreciate. I didn’t know to appreciate, and I didn’t know how important it was. I sat every morning for yearsContinue reading “A Teaspoon of Birdsong.”
Stop Outsourcing The Desire for Felt Beauty.
What if you were already beautiful? At what point would the striving end? Felt Beauty. Validation. Outsourcing & Desire. “I want to be loved for who I am. I want him to love me just the way I am,” she said. “What does that mean?’, I asked, “Who are you? What way are youContinue reading “Stop Outsourcing The Desire for Felt Beauty.”
The Beauty of Senses & Eggs.
I remember when the gifts of my 5 senses came to me. “Came to me” might not be the best choice of words – as if I was ever without them. Let me rephrase: I remember when I came to appreciate the gifts of my 5 senses. I was on retreat in the rainforest. Continue reading “The Beauty of Senses & Eggs.”
The Pursuit of Priceless Matters.
I know what I am after, but I can’t say I know where it exists. Where does priceless matter lie? This is nothing short of being a gold miner. A gold digger of a different sort – I am. Digging into the depths of time and space. Looking. Seeking the priceless. The pricelessContinue reading “The Pursuit of Priceless Matters.”