“What you have become is the price you paid to get what you used to want,” read the actual words, the shape of the letters communicating that I must have been about nineteen when I painstakingly penciled it into a journal. Pulling this quote out of deep memory storage recently, I paraphrased it, realizing how… Continue reading Who I Am is the Price I Paid to Get What I Used to Want
How have you been experiencing your journey, penned into this pandemic? Are you practicing those patterns that bring you the most joy? Is desire is fluttering within you? Does your skin itch like some sort of cocoon? Teetering on the edge of my own transformation, I invite you to breathe into the experience and contemplate… Continue reading The Enrichment Circle: Experience the Journey, Practice the Pattern
This is the story of how a front porch portrait session in the middle of a pandemic leads to a David Bowie Labyrinth Dance Party.
Consciously or unconsciously, we repeat things—stories, routines, habits—and these patterns we practice fascinate me. My neighbor Bobby set up his drone one afternoon while I built the labyrinth.
The sign at Dancing Bear Labyrinth says: “Walkers Welcome.” The first time I encountered it, years ago, I stood in wonderment for long moments. How could someone simply invite random strangers into their yard? Gratitude overwhelmed me, but the feeling niggled that this was somehow an invasion of privacy. Fueled by an abundance of suddenly… Continue reading Walkers Welcome
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For the Touchstone of Integration, I have selected a tiny amethyst as my reminder because integration occurs in the subtlest ways: Pay attention to the signs.
For many years, I posted a photo of Tiki or Bamboo any time I managed to squeeze at least a half-hour of writing into my day. Dubbed my Cats of Creation, they chivvied me from bed to writing nook for nearly a decade, where they listened to me read chapters aloud and offered their meeps of approval and salty Siamese commentary.