To be clear, this post is not about an accident on a trampoline, because upon reading the title that might be where the reader’s thoughts lead, although it is about trampolines, and grief. Time is not linear; conversations, photos and memory help. Today marks the 15th anniversary of my Dad’s death. I miss him. February…
Category: Ponderings
On creativity, covid-19 and…
I hesitate to pen the word … cancer. Not mine, but the diagnosis my husband received just before lockdown, due to Covid-19, in Seattle, WA. March 5, 2020 we received news that the pathology report indicated stage 2 bladder cancer. Journal entry, March 6, 2020. “World upside down. Still life with cancer. Still, life with…
Wander
It’s been a long time since posting here. It’s been a very different sort of year, this 2020. And I find myself pondering my word for the year, wander. What a word. To wander: (verb) to walk or move in a leisurely, casual, or aimless way, to move around. Wander: (noun) an act or instance…
“Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.” Brendon Burchard
“In all the chaos and hurry, do not forget to notice the beauty and miracle of this world. Slow down. Notice. Observe. Be aware. Allow presence and awe to come back into your life.” Brendon Burchard This quote strikes a chord in my heart. Even deeper than my heart. It touches something in my soul…
Haramara Goddess – Conversation with a Statue
This is how it happened: Statues began speaking to me a few years ago. It’s been a process, this paying attention to art. The nudge I feel within to slow down, pause, listen. “What would you like to talk about? What do you have to say? Would you like to converse?” Are the types of…
Insect Visitation, Sayulita, Mexico
Most things will never happen, this will: Like a fairy dancing on my mouth, if one can imagine such things, the orange and black butterfly alighted on my closed upper lip, kissing me with her delicate antennae. Yes, this happened, on Valentine’s Day, sitting outside for dinner at Café Casa del Chile Relleno, Sayulita, Mexico….
Citizenship and Voice
“Move, but don’t move the way fear makes you move.” Rumi Fear whispers, “Don’t write this post. Don’t pen your voice, your opinion. Stay silent. Who knows what harm may befall you.” Love whispers, “Write this post. Be you. Call upon: courage, bravery, goodness, kindness, light. Let us envelop you.” “Love is worth all the…
Spending time with Owl – 2017
“We are all visionaries and what we see is our soul in things.” Henri Amiel Owls have been catching my attention since August, 2016. I’ve been pondering and playing with ‘my word’ for the year. Having a word ‘choose me’ for a year helps ground, nurture, and draw me deeper into practicing being mindful and…
Stories from my childhood: Trampoline Wonder
Bounce, flip, soar, fly: repeat. Lightness of being, knowing my body in space, letting go, no fear – my parents bravery at gifting my brother and I the freedom to play. The story goes that my grandmother, Tilly, bid and won the trampoline (after a few too many gin and tonics) at an auction. Realizing…
Dwelling in Possibility
“I dwell in possibility.” Emily Dickinson #possibility is our prompt today at 31 Days of SoulStrolling. A few weeks ago, with Julie Gardner, Writers Gathering in Seattle, our prompt was Emily Dickinson’s poem, “I dwell in possibility.” This is what flowed from pen to paper: I dwell in possibility – to dwell, to be. To practice presence wherever…
Instructions for Threshold and Portal Crossings
Threshold: doorsill, any doorway or entrance, the starting point of an experience, event or venture. While I grasp the basic definition, the part that intrigues me most is the “starting point of an experience, event or venture.” Perhaps this is because I love mystery and it speaks to a deeper longing and wonder in my soul. John…
What does delicious spark in your soul?
Delicious. Slow the word down. Enunciate. Speak it – quietly, then at full volume. What does it evoke in your soul? My initial response – meals: glorious, tasty, tantalizing plates that arouse my taste buds, tingle my senses and satiate my belly. I’m fortunate to have enjoyed many such a meal: at home, abroad, with…
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