Today is the day before the Waning Quarter Moon. This is a time to start turning inwards, to feel the beat of your heart, to allow yourself to experience, as Clarissa Pinkola Estes calls it, "the river beneath the river".
I recently found a podcast that is helping me do just this.
Track Your Life with Boyd Varty is a series of journal entries describing 40 days and 40 nights Varty spent alone in the wilderness this year.
His calming voice and descriptions of tracking rhinos and...
How are you doing? What have you been learning? What have you been seeing and sensing?
I've been watching a lot of Star Trek lately, rewatching old episodes and finding my imagination in space again.
You know what I really love? The stars. The night sky. The moon. The planets. I have always loved astronomy, but it's only until very recently, like the past couple months, that I've learned about astrology.
I did an online conference where Theresa Reed, @thetarotlady, was a guest...
Why not take the leap?
Why not go somewhere you've never gone with your creativity?
Why not feel what it's like to accomplish the thing you've wanted for so long?
Why not explore the wilds of your own creativity, the places you have yet to go with your heart and soul?
Why not confront the demons that stop you?
In this wild, crazy time of the Pandemic and staying in one place, the greatest place to explore is the vast realm of your creative spirit.
Imagine waking up tomorrow having...
Do you ever find your self wondering why you can't just do this already?
Why can't you just write and hit publish?
Everyone else seems to be doing it, and they seem to be doing well with all their followers, too.
But for you, something else is going on, and it's frustrating as hell.
The truth is our society is full of the expectations that you just do things already.
Just exercise already. Just lose weight already. Just make a million dollars. Just be massively successful at your...
Writing my first blog post was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life.
I wrote my first post seven years ago, and up until that point, writing had always been on the periphery for me. Yes, I loved literature and was a devoted English major.
Sure, now and again a story would fly through me, get recorded on a Word Doc, and end up lost somewhere on my computer.
And, yeah, my bosses always complimented me on my ability to write a clear email.
But writing, like the kind of...
When I started writing online a few years ago, I thought the biggest, hardest, baddest thing possible would be for an internet troll to attack me, but when I published my first post, I discovered there might be something even worse than that.
No internet trolls attacked my post, but also NO ONE responded. I mean no one...not a like, not a comment, not a peep.
I had spent so much time worrying about trolls, I never even considered the possibility of the pain of being ignored.
I should probably talk to you about what happened this week...about the injustice...about the rage...which I'm seeing and feeling profoundly today. I feel so freaking angry right now.
But mostly I'm still taking it in, and I'm feeling a lot. I'm not quite ready to talk.
Some people are so amazing at writing and expressing themselves in the moment of crisis. I am forever impressed by that.
For me, in these moments of crisis, my heart turns inward. I feel silently and quietly, and so at...
I started a writing prompt course a few days ago, and today I want to share one of the pieces I wrote with all of you!
This was such a fun prompt. I found myself saying things I didn't expect. These are things I normally don't share, but they are pieces of me I want to explore more.
This is one of those examples where writing can help you see things about yourself you normally don't see.
So...if you ever wanted to get to know me a little better and if you want a...
Last night my husband and I went on a long, winding drive. We moved to the Pacific Northwest this year, and I love how I can go for a drive at night while it's raining and I don’t have to worry the rain might turn to ice or snow. It gets chilly here, but the temperatures rarely go below freezing.
As I drove along the narrow road, with farms to my left and right, I thought about that, and I remembered growing up in New England and getting caught in a snowstorm on...
Last night I stayed up too late, playing a video game and eating chocolate. It was the best.
But during the evening I got a sudden urge to take a class. This is the kind of urge that comes on all of a sudden for me on a somewhat regular basis. I’ll just be hanging out, puttering, or playing a game when suddenly my heart yearns to take a class and nothing can happen until I figure out what kind of class.
My first instinct, of course, is to try to suppress this urge, because it feels like...