Trust the Process (pt 14): The finale (or the beginning)

Three years ago, almost to the day, I was sitting on a bed just like this one. Same ugly, motel-like comforter and surprisingly puffy pillows, the same blank off-white walls. But it's not the same bed, it's not the same room, and I'm not the same person. On that day in 2010, I felt forlorn … Continue reading Trust the Process (pt 14): The finale (or the beginning)

Trust the Process (pt 13): Seeing the End of the Road

On August 16th, 2010 I wrote my first Trust the Process post. It was the beginning of my graduate school journey. Tomorrow I begin the end. My last semester. The one when I pull together everything I have learned over the past three semesters into one piece of writing (well, two, actually) so it can … Continue reading Trust the Process (pt 13): Seeing the End of the Road

Authentic Voice Project/Trust the Process: O is for “O” Moon (Speaking your Full Self)

For redefinition, I was thrown back to myself, to my inner knowing… Marilyn Sewell, Cries of the Spirit The Authentic Voice Project: Week 15 (Full Moon)/Trust the Process (Part 12) O is for "O" (Full, Whole) Moon I write this from the cool (-ish) basement of the library at Goddard College. I'm here for the … Continue reading Authentic Voice Project/Trust the Process: O is for “O” Moon (Speaking your Full Self)

Trust the Process (pt 10): Hiding

My natural inclination is to introversion. I usually choose to be alone rather than in a crowd. However, at my first two Goddard College's residencies for the Individualized Master's program I went against my own grain. I squeezed in around full lunch tables, joined in conversations in lounges, and laughed over movie showings late (for … Continue reading Trust the Process (pt 10): Hiding

Trust the Process, pt. 8: I Am Matter

"Are those really concepts? Aren't they aspects of a woman's life?" (Referring to the Triple Goddess: Maiden, Mother, Crone) "What it means to be a woman? Don't you mean what it IS to be a woman?" "Don't YOU matter?" ... "Yes, I do matter. I matter. I AM matter." And so go conversations at Goddard … Continue reading Trust the Process, pt. 8: I Am Matter

Trust the process, part 6 (Procrastination)

I have to admit this post is an act of pure procrastination. I have two book annotations to write for my next packet of graduate work. I am still in my jammies at 10:21AM and the house is quiet except for the fish tank trickling, the bunny crashing around the play room and Pandora.com playing … Continue reading Trust the process, part 6 (Procrastination)

Trust the process, pt 5 (Everything is connected, 1)

Back in May I wrote in this post, Steppingstones to a new life, about how different paths of my life had suddenly come together at juncture, namely, grad school. I was shocked and gob-smacked how the Universe, Serendipity and Synchronicity got together presented me with this and amazing and timely opportunity. But these three tricksters … Continue reading Trust the process, pt 5 (Everything is connected, 1)

Trust the process, part 4 (The Crash)

In the middle of the week of my MA residency at Goddard College I attended a workshop named "Wild Research" with Ellie Epp. The description sounded fascinating: "Move only along the line of your love." Stan Brakhage Transdisciplinary work is thrilling, like travel without a map. Working across disciplinary lines also is nerve-wracking: we parachute … Continue reading Trust the process, part 4 (The Crash)

Trust the Process, pt 3 (The Question)

The mantra at Goddard College is "Trust the process." Every day one or more faculty advisors included in their discussion, "... and, well, trust the process. It works." With no syllabus or course curriculum most of us newbies, those who had been educated in a strictly outlined, non-critically-thinking fashion (oh, that would be all of … Continue reading Trust the Process, pt 3 (The Question)

Trust the Process, pt 2 (The Womb)

The morning of day two at Goddard College my stomach was still a bag of jelly fish. I had slept fitfully through slamming doors, footsteps, ill-fitting sheets and my roomie's arrival at 2AM. And I woke up at 5AM. I managed to doze until 6:30AM but I was out the door and looking for a … Continue reading Trust the Process, pt 2 (The Womb)