Wednesday, April 16, 2014
shadow
I have been quiet here the last little while. I have been doing deep soul work, shadow work. Facing my demons, working through the things I have buried. It has been hard and bloody. There has been lots of tears and sweat, but I am stronger for this work. I have a lot of work to do still, and some days I just want to say forget this! I know how to exist in Shadow well. I know how to wallow and be scared and have anxiety attacks. Facing things is so much harder! I am learning what my Shadow is. Learning ways to befriend her and steer this ship. Light and Dark. They say shadows only exists in the light...
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
my today is
Snow.
Copious amounts of hot tea.
Stories read with my children.
Soul work.
Homework.
Cabin fever.
Homemade bread and soup for dinner.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Old One
John and I went hiking last week. We meandered around, looking at animal tracks, marveling at the twisted juniper trees, and catching glimpses of a couple of deer.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
i am light
This gorgeous video brought me to tears this morning. This is truth, for me and for you. I am light. You are light.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
soul-poetry
Fluent
by John O'Donohue
I would love to live
Like a river flows,
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding.
by John O'Donohue
I would love to live
Like a river flows,
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding.
Friday, January 17, 2014
sacred places
I sit here, cradled in the rock
and wonder who has rested here before me.
How many people have dreamed
and wept and seen the beauty of
nature and God from this spot?
In deep gratitude, I breathe.
and wonder who has rested here before me.
How many people have dreamed
and wept and seen the beauty of
nature and God from this spot?
In deep gratitude, I breathe.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
yarn along
Yarn Along with Ginny.
I just finished the first sock and am about to cast on for the second. These are for me! I seldom knit for myself, and I love hand knit wool socks. This book has me alternating between tears, nodding my head in agreement, and feeling Wild Woman stirring deep within.
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