Passing through portals I am met by six legged creatures, and my father’s voice whispers to me through the wind, ‘No wonder you’ve always loved mystery.’ Ancient ancestors call my name and their songs are heard through the rushing wind, pelting rain, flowing river and pulsing air. ‘Welcome home,’ they cry. I’ve returned from my…
Category: Soul Strolling
Packing and preparing for soul strolling in Ireland
I’m in the midst of attempting to pack and prepare for my upcoming soul strolling adventure in Galway, Ireland. I’m both excited and nervous at the same time. I’m going to be traveling with some wonderful fellow pilgrims, some of whom I know and others who I am yet to meet. My friends Christine and…
Letting Go – Fall Trees
Letting Go – Fall Trees I wonder how you feel when your leaves change color and fall to the ground. Do you feel exposed, as you let go of that which has nourished, fed and clothed you through the seasons? I wonder, what if I lean into the changing seasons and let go like you?…
Laughing Ladies
Strolling around the corner in the Jardin du Luxembourg I can hardly believe my eyes – four of you ensconced upon your marble bench emitting laughter and joy through your sculpted presence. My heart skipping a beat as I laugh out loud with you. Giddily enjoying one another’s company, sitting about in your…
Soul biking in Paris
Yesterday I was able to take my soul for a biking day in Paris. It’s been something I’ve wanted to do for quite sometime and after a very helpful chat with a customer service rep at Velib, I was able to follow my desire and enjoy the adventure. From quiet, wind blowing through my hair,…
‘ The universe knows, be like water’ – going with the flow in Paris
What is water? Element, sustenance, changing, flowing, moving, stagnant, still, stormy… That’s what today has been like for me in Paris. Granted, in the big scheme of things, I’m in Paris! I’m here on my own for a few days before my husband joins me on route home from India. My intention has been to…
Change and ‘taking my soul for a stroll’
I’ve been angsty, irritable, happy, sad, excited and a whole range of emotions in between. My Dad’s voice echoes in my mind, “ShaSha, are you feeling fair to midland?” Yes, is my resounding internal reply. I had one of those ‘aha’ moments in the midst of my morning household cleaning, laundering, tidying up phase today:…
Stories from my childhood – Travel
For as long as I can recall I have loved, longed, and yearned for travel. It’s a funny thing this desire to journey near or far, experience different cultures, listen to other languages, taste different cuisine and explore. I am thankful and fortunate to have been raised by parents who also enjoyed adventuring out from…
Stories from my Childhood – Water
For the past five years, as the New Years begins, I’ve chosen a word for the year, or sometimes rather, let it choose me – to stroll with, ponder, and reflect upon. This year my word is water. At first, I wasn’t too thrilled with this word. Wasn’t sure about it. What was I going…
Urban Paris Pilgrimage: Where sole greets soul….
I’ve been absent from writing for a few months. Yet, here I am, showing up to the page, letting you lovely readers know that there is one spot remaining for our Urban Paris Pilgrimage: where sole greets soul, May 2 – 9, 2015. Why I’ve been absent from the page is a long list of…
What shape is my life?
Conversation with a scallop shell You’ve been calling to me from your marine mollusk home for quite some time – Whispering to me via gifts from friends Pendants on necklaces Surprising me in a box wrapped with string Words inscribed “Unless you leave room for serendipity, how can the divine enter in? The beginning of…
Paris Pilgrimage Magic
“Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.” Goethe Years ago I dreamed of wandering the streets, neighborhoods, museums, and restaurants of Paris with a group of women. I wasn’t sure how it was going to happen, nor the logistics of facilitating such a venture,…
Sharon Richards 