What I love about you and me is this: we’re different. We are part of a community of 12 - 20% of the population offering unique and needed skills, perceptions, and perspectives for the Conceptual Age. One of the things I also love about us is that we face similar challenges. Like the challenge of not believing … Continue reading What I love about you and me.
Consider this... Water contains currents that move on multiple layers and in multiple directions simultaneously. It’s energies are complex, it’s potential patterns are many and seemingly endless. It is also relentless, determined, and always, always finds a way around obstacles. And ... you contain a great deal of water, my friends.
So many people I talk to feel as if they have a hole in their heart where a sense of belonging is meant to be. I get how they feel. I know that hole-in-heart sensation. So many of us - high sensitives (HSP's), multipotentialites (Renaissance Souls), sensory outliers, evolutionary forerunners - know this feeling. When … Continue reading Yes. You belong.
Once upon a time, there was a shy little girl with a timid little voice who never, never told people what she was feeling from the world around her. It felt dangerous to let people know what she was observing, you see. So, she silently blended in, laying in the waving grasses, watching worlds unfold: insect and seed, … Continue reading How an HSP found the courage to speak out
So, when " the unknown" spoke up during my meditation I was confused and a little startled. Really? I was even more surprised to learn that the unknown can be an ally. "Unknown" is a presence. A beingness. Yes! Not surprisingly, the "Unknown" is a presence of few words, but I'll describe the images and … Continue reading Making friends with the unknown
I didn’t realize how depleted I was until I stopped by my favorite woods today. Until I rolled to a stop, turned off the car and the sound of birdsong and leaves in the wind filtered into my cells. Tears started when I felt those trees wrap their ageless presence around me. I handed them … Continue reading Plugging into the trees: recharging my heart
A young redtail hawk has moved into the trees along our tiny stream. His “screeee!” slices through my prevaricating when I’m untethered and floundering. I’m forced to stop chasing the monkeys in my mind and focus outward. To him. He (I’m almost certain the hawk is a young male) hunts our wet meadow most days. … Continue reading Occupy Your Resilience
A stream called me this morning. Not on the phone, though it was adamant enough that had it fingers phoning might have been an option. Instead it kept inserting an image of itself between me and whatever I tried to do. I could hear its gurgling rush laughing over rocks and urging me to "come here!" "Come here, … Continue reading Obstacles be damned…
I'm holding a distance vigil as a long-time friend who has been fighting cancer moves toward her transition. Flipping through memories, realizing what she's taught me - and what she tried to teach me, though I was too stubborn to listen until now. For all the bliss and expansion our Oneness presence is -- there's … Continue reading For Kim. And love. And me.
Beauty. Ever since I heard the word used to describe a life lived in balance and respect it’s felt like tending my beauty is a cornerstone of my well being. The Dineh/Navajo tradition defines beauty as a journey that is “in the natural order.” And says that when we are walking in beauty, “Then we … Continue reading Walk in beauty