W.O.R.D.S: God, Goddess, Godde (or Cleaning up Pee)

The W.O.R.D.S. Project (Words Open Resonating Depths of the Sacred): An alphabetical search for questions.* Granted, it's easy to live connected to the Source when the sky is Open and the sun is shining, and the flowers bright. But when life Dumps reality on your head a hundred times a day... Damn it! Every day … Continue reading W.O.R.D.S: God, Goddess, Godde (or Cleaning up Pee)

W.O.R.D.S.: Feminine (or Mother’s calling)

The W.O.R.D.S. Project (Words Open Resonating Depths of the Sacred): A weekly alphabetical search for questions.* Feeling something's deeply wrong Equality and equity are words they say, but My body knows the wound of centuries, Ingrained in the soul of every woman who has ever been called "bitch" or hysterical for Nothing more than speaking … Continue reading W.O.R.D.S.: Feminine (or Mother’s calling)

W.O.R.D.S.: Belief (or What is the definition of love?)

The W.O.R.D.S. Project (Words Open Resonating Depths of the Sacred): A weekly alphabetical search for questions.* Belief in a life lived is all I need, because Every day is a leap of faith. Living in unity with the All, Invites me to believe in Trust. Envisioning the path on which I walk Forwards my Wholy … Continue reading W.O.R.D.S.: Belief (or What is the definition of love?)

W.O.R.D.S.: A new project

Can I tell you how much I miss blogging? When I began this strange - as I saw it at the time - new form of writing over five years ago, I was quickly (as in, instantly) hooked. I loved the freedom of my own forum, the informality, the brevity, and above all, that lovely … Continue reading W.O.R.D.S.: A new project

To Taste Life Twice: Processing the ‘Power of Words’ Conference

Sitting across from me is a pixie of a woman. Silver hair, warmly tanned skin, and sparkling, smiling eyes. She enchants me with her beauty. And her words. As she speaks, she spins a metaphor that stuns me with its articulation, its clarity, its truth. Putting pen to paper about an experience is like giving … Continue reading To Taste Life Twice: Processing the ‘Power of Words’ Conference

Authentic Voice Project: I is for (Divine) Intervention/Intuition

For redefinition, I was thrown back to myself, to my inner knowing... Marilyn Sewell, Cries of the Spirit The Authentic Voice Project: Week 9 ("Super" Full Moon)... a week late, ooops. I is for (Divine) Intervention/Intuition (The original version of this post turned out to be very long. This is the condensed version which is … Continue reading Authentic Voice Project: I is for (Divine) Intervention/Intuition

Authentic Voice Project: C is for Contentment

The Authentic Voice Project: Week 3 (Full Moon) C is for Contentment Ahhh, contentment. Society says: Contentment is swinging on a hammock while staring at the sky. It is walking along a beach, hand-in-hand with your love, golden retriever bounding by your side. At least that's what the commercials would have us believe. But most … Continue reading Authentic Voice Project: C is for Contentment

Do you need a map or a box of chocolates?

I have to thank Mark Matousek, with whom I took a class at the Therapeutic Writing Institute, for his insightful article in Psychology Today: What's Your Metaphor? Shifting Shapes In The New Year. This post is my response. Having never asked myself what word or phrase I consider my life metaphor, and how it affects … Continue reading Do you need a map or a box of chocolates?

Again with the Tension?! (Or, It’s OK not to know)

It's happened again. An old theme has come circling around, adding another new level of understanding. June 2009: I wrote this post on a different blog, which I then re-posted here in July 2011. This is the gist: During a Journal Therapy training I wrote (well, it kind of wrote itself while I held the … Continue reading Again with the Tension?! (Or, It’s OK not to know)

Hallelujah!

It would be a stretch to say that all Christmas music is beautiful. Every year when turkey-leftover soup is still very much on the menu and I find myself in a store singing along with some ear-gnawing song, I cringe with self-derision. But the Christmas carols, the ones I have heard and sung since birth, … Continue reading Hallelujah!