I was paging through books I love recently, open to inspiration but not really paying attention when I read the quote below. It snapped me into mindful presence like a cold wind to the face. “... in this participative universe, nothing living lives alone. Everything comes into form because of relationship. We are constantly called … Continue reading Don’t silence that thought….please!
Almost one year ago I chose to step back and reevaluate who I wanted to be professionally. I dove into this process because - despite successfully supporting my clients through empowering changes in self-perception, and in how they lived their lives - the purpose of my business felt murky, and my identity as a practitioner felt … Continue reading Starting Over … Again?
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.
I have a confession. I've been feeling guilty for years because I hadn't found "THE THING". The one thing that was the perfect way to serve and live my purpose and be all I could be. That one true purpose everyone tells you you're supposed to find. Between the culture I live in (I'm in … Continue reading Ack! I must not be normal.
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
Is anyone else feeling a little smothered by, or impatient with, bigger than life drama? You can probably tell by my question that I am. Usually, I’m a pretty unflappable person (I’ve even been told that people feel more at peace when they’re around me -- very grateful to know this), but like everyone I … Continue reading “Where the fluffnarts are we?”
During a recent trip down a virtual rabbit hole I ended up on Deena Metzger’s blog and read this, “It is required that we fall apart and reconstitute to meet the new reality.” Hmmmm…. Definitely not a new idea, but it planted itself in the path of my annual rumination with the enormous presence of … Continue reading Meeting the New Reality
sometimes when you do a thing you become known for that thing and that thing eclipses the you who does it then you can be trapped in being a paragon of that thing and this thing that you probably loved that you had a passion for that maybe even set you free becomes a strangler … Continue reading f*ck expectations
For six months I've felt like I was falling apart. Like pieces of my identity were dropping to the floor and I was simply too spent to pick them up and fit them back into place. It was almost as if I was a medieval knight coming home after a long war dropping armor as … Continue reading Am I really falling apart?
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…
