Teachers, Guides Sign Post Along the Way.

I am taking part in a project called #reverb10 – which has become an annual event. An online initiative encouraging participants to reflect on this year, with and eye toward what’s next. “We’re connected by the belief that sharing our stories has the power to change us. We look forward to reading yours.” (This line straight from their site.)

Prompt: Defining moment. Describe a defining moment or series of events that has affected your life this year. Author Kathryn Fitzmaurice

A moment in time, it was an invitation to join my daughter in a yoga class! It would be good I had travel by car to a workshop and on my way back toward home, I had stopped in to visit Tirzah. Newly come to yoga, she wanted to share her studio and her friend the instructor Kimberly with me. I was delighted! I have a home practice and I drop in here and there. About 2 years ago I injured some muscles in my left hip; what does this have to do with my home practice you may ask. When you find a pose that is now almost impossible for you to do, pain-free ~ well, you are at home, nobody will know that you’ve skipped over your favorite pose – pigeon, or any of those other left leaning hip opener, oh right and squatting ~ out!

I’ve always been flexible~ much to the chagrin of my daughter. No stretching problems here. Enter Kimberly Musial of The Yoga Hive, Pittsburgh, PA. Teaching and inviting her class to move through the poses, she hits pigeon~ I think no problem. I love this pose! Oops

Oh, but I’ve not done it in 2 years, and my hip is still recovering. I find myself dropped to the matt, my daughter next to me, noticing myself. I am unable to do my favorite pose without or even with blocks! My heart breaks from within ~ I am able to stay contained ~ yet I am aware of all that I have lost, how I’ve cheated myself. Breath, a saving Grace; I take myself back to the mat. Noticing, I don’ t want to say just noticing, it is deeper then that ~ noticing it is all I can do, as we continue the practice for the morning. I will have time to sit into the feelings; I have a 13 hour drive before me.

What became of all this? I learned that we ALL need teachers to guide us~ no matter the level of our practice. It is easy to get into a groove, that doesn’t invite us to our growth, our Potent! This is not ok for me, for myself! That chronic pain takes energy away from what we enjoy; this has gifted me a better understanding of/for my clients that live daily with chronic pain. I had not been able to see this in myself.

With great gratitude, I bow to The Yoga Hive, Kimberly as teacher, my daughter Tirzah always the love of my Soul and teacher extraordinaire! I am filled to overflowing with Gratitude.

By December of 2011 I will again be able to do pigeon, crow and elephant ~ Pain Free.
This for myself ~ for my growth!
Namaste



photo by T.Griffin http://www.flickr.com/photos/tirzymcwirzy/
The Yoga Hive logo~

Wisdom of Eleven Makes for Two Days

I am taking part in a project called #reverb10 – which has become an annual event. An online initiative encouraging participants to reflect on this year, with and eye toward what’s next. “We’re connected by the belief that sharing our stories has the power to change us. We look forward to reading yours.” (This line straight from their site.)

Some days the writing is better then others – my personal journey through the questions, muddled in the coarse of a day. Using my daily ‘business’ to distract the writer within ~ the critic voice becomes louder~ putting these on my list of 11.


Day 10 ~Prompt: Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out? Author Susannah Conway


Day 11 ~Prompt: 11 Things. What are 11 things your life doesn't need in 2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 11 things change your life? Author Sam Davidson

I am going to run these two Prompts together for it is through my choice of Wisdom that allows for me to view the others.

Wisdom - To Sit, Listen, Breathe, Stillness. I am able to begin Really listening to the truth of the voice within, then into Action. Breathe, Ground, Sound, Move! By doing this instead of reacting to stimuli, I have learned to trust my Own inner Voice ~ the one that knows, that is able to discern what is best for me. I am listening to Self ~vs.~ the voices of others. I do know what is best for me ~ when I am not reactionary.

Let unconquerable gladness dwell.
- Sign on FDR's desk

11 Things ~

1. Excess Weight ~ Be it physical, emotional or just the stuff that creates clutter. There is a weight to distractions, to the baggage we chose to keep at our fingertips. I want to find the roots of all the weight I use to keep myself stuck. More energy for ME!

2. The Voice of the Critic ~ I feel I need to have a talk with this one. It is the critical – “You, an artist, a writer?” The voice that says I am not good enough. An invitation for this voice to find a more compassionate nature ~ or it may take a hike. More energy ~

3. Isolation ~ Throwing this one right out the door. Made some choices around this one all ready, by making plans not to spend any of these Winter Holidays alone. No, isolation – no sinking into the muck of ‘nobody loves me’ ~ Who do I think I’m kidding, clearly not my friends. Perhaps I need to do the calling. What more energy for what I Want!

4. Busy Work ~ Oh, indeed busy work is the devil’s play shop. A little goes a long way, in my case it too becomes a distraction. No calendar time for ‘busy work’. I want and will have more energy for what I want to create in my Life.

5. Gossip ~ Putting this out there to help guide myself. I don’t want to look at your life’s issue, so that I don’t have to be honest in mine ~ I read this yesterday; there was more to it but in a Nutshell ~ "So retrieve all your projections—“You spot it, you got it”—and enjoy the healing force of right speech." —Joan Halifax More energy, that I can use for me.

6. Talking ~ How do I mean this~ I want to listen more. Open more space to hear about what is going on with YOU! I want to talk less about what isn’t right for me. I want to hold to my attitude of gratitude. Creating more energy for joy, for art, for work that feeds my soul.

7. ‘If only I had …’~ I learned to drop should from my vocabulary, when I saw how it didn’t serve me or my friends. I know I can knock this one out too, for it no longer serves! This would leave more energy for Dreaming, for Intentions.

8. Financial crises ~ At 56 soon to be 57 perhaps it is time to create a budget. To look at the due dates of bills. Noticing what I have coming in as Income ~ vs. ~ what are costs, needs, wants. Oh, look more energy again, not being wasted on being in a panic, did I or didn’t I pay that. A budget – what a novel Idea.

9. Worry ~ About who knows what, do they like me, did I do that right, what if I’m a fraud! It is none of my business what you think of me. I like myself for the most part that IS Enough. Oh, yes, here we are again more energy to go toward what really matters.

10. Fear ~ Now I will admit that a bit of fear is a healthy emotion, without it we lose sight of things that could potentially be dangerous ~ Yet, I become fear full of trying new things sometimes ~ stretching! If I don’t think I can succeed I don’t try – ‘there is no try only do’ Yoda.

11. Sibling estrangement ~ There are a total of 5 siblings, we’ve all grown up and gone different ways. We were strangers as children growing up, afraid to align ourselves with each other ~ what if we picked the wrong sibling? What then. We learned not to trust each other, what tag line did we have? Both of our parents are gone ~ leaving us Orphans to ourselves. This hurts my heart deeply. Ran into one of my brothers while visiting, my daughter. How funny is that ~ I looked up and said to myself ~ hmmm, I feel like I know that person, but how could I ~ I’m miles away from home. Though I wasn’t; I was home with my Heart, my child~ home with my Heart. Time to make a call. How much energy am I squandering? Not any more!

A list I am grateful to have been able to sit and create. Not sure I would have without the prompt. It is not part of my nature to make resolutions for the new year ~ this feels very different ~ more of a what burden may I lay down ~ and what might bloom in its place?

Be well my friends.





“I cannot turn my eyes, I cannot count the costs of all that has been broken, of all that has been lost.” Jennifer Brezen




Photo by the fabulous Tirzah Griffin @ http://www.flickr.com/photos/tirzymcwirzy/ of my brother and I! It may be the last of the 11, it makes it no less closer to my heart.

Process on Reflection

I am taking part in a project called #reverb10 – which has become an annual event. An online initiative encouraging participants to reflect on this year, with and eye toward what’s next. “We’re connected by the belief that sharing our stories has the power to change us. We look forward to reading yours.” (This line straight from their site.)

It is most helpful if when one writes they don’t leave it in draft – sort of difficult to read and comment upon. During the month as I sat with the reflection process through out the day I found I didn’t get back to writing the response to the given prompt. .I kept thinking well, I’ll take some time and catch up on my writing – turn the drafts into full out responses. Yet, here it is nearly the end ~ I came to realize ~ I didn’t need to catch up. The whole process was to be a reflection, a sharing – and who wants to read 5 days worth of musings in one sitting? Not I said this Crow – I did read a lot of the others, lots of folks jumped in, to look back at their year, looking at both happy, sad, joyous, difficult times. TO reflect on what was gleaned. What was transmitted not only at the time, but in the sitting with and looking back, to look toward what was desired for the coming year. How do events change when the memory between the happening and the looking back, is within the year? When our growth and the looking inward creates a whole different outlook, or response then was felt at the time?. In the short version of Rilke – May you some day live into the question of the answer you have lived..

What doors were open, what new friends have I made through this community of sharing? What opportunities did I open for myself in the act of this responding to others questions, about my year? There were great questions! Leaving me much still to maul over. Things I learned and noticed about myself that I’d before not known. When this rolls around again, I think I’ll follow another person’s suggestion for themselves of responding in 15 minutes. I can see now where that is useful.

I am an early morning, sometimes late night writer. I am a writer, that is not disciplined in her practice ~ this is something I will work to change in the coming year. I have books to write and publish. Plus, as my grand-daughter once said to me ~ “I have friends.” You have supported me in my writing, my Life, my friendships and growth. No letting you down so fast or easy, it’s not my way.
Thank you for listening and reading and comments made. I think I will make the time to finish out the days, perhaps I’ll use some of the prompts in the new year ~ and yes there will most likely be a few “catch ups”.

In love and gratitude….Me





photo~ taken at Cornerbrook

Memeory ~Lost and Found? Day 15

I am taking part in a project called #reverb10 – which has become an annual event. (My first time.) An online initiative encouraging participants to reflect on the year, with an eye toward what’s next. “We’re connected by the belief that sharing our stories has the power to change us. We look forward to reading yours.” This line straight from their site.
Some days are better then others – feel like I’ve answered some really great questions ~ Thank you for your input!


Prompt: 5 minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010. Author Patti Digh



Laughing with my daughter, Tirzah, my lighting rod for Life!

Believing in myself enough to know I’m not broken and I don’t need to be fixed!

Sitting in silence with a friend, being a witness.

Being able to sit with a friend, as he was getting ready to pass –we laughed that I’d not been dead in a while, so couldn't remember what it was like.

Laughing with myself about myself, I am a Party all by myself :)

Watching clients grow.

Cooking and holding Sacred Space for Women in Retreat.

Holding Space in general for Growth, Peace Compassion and Love.

Crying so hard snot came out my nose.

The hand of a lover stroking the top of my head.

Coming to terms with leaving said lover.


Wait! There's more, so much more......
This is were I wish I could type more then 100 words a minute.



heart cloud - 4th of July 2009

Day 9 Party of One?

Prompt: Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food, drink, clothes, shenanigans. Author Shauna Reid

Often – I celebrate a party of One ~ myself a silk screen, apron over what ever I have on, turn up the music, listen to a dream, bring on the thoughts of friends who receive these calendars anew each new moon ~ ah now that’s a Party to Rock my world. Sweet and Simple. I am an ARTIST ~ I can say it out loud. I can share my Art..

Any time one or more are gather to play, create~ I love it. I most often get together for Art Saturdays with my friend Ann~ we can spend an entire day ~ few words working on the same or different things entirely. Add a bit of noshing ~ Party.

I want to cultivate more time to play and create with more friends. What’s your choice of supplies? Come play with me.

Mirror - Mirror I'm that Beauty

Prompt: Beautifully different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different - you'll find they're what make you beautiful. Author Karen Walrond

I am an Amazon Warrior.
I am at times Courageous.
I am Striking in my looks.
I am Loving.
I become small sometimes.
I LOVE Life
I enjoy Laughing, even with myself!
I Smile ~ A lot.
I am a quiet Dancer.
I am a Wild Dancer.
I Am Wild.
I am Amazing.
I am a person with large working hands.
I am able to share my gifts.
I am an Artist.
I am Strong.
I am Silly sometimes.
I am Ready for Life, Love, Fun, your Sorrow and mine ~ I am Ready
I am Brilliant.
I am Stardust, dreams have been made from me; I will leave shining dust, that you may walk in, following some of my footsteps.
Oh, yes I am all of these things and more. I am Beautifully ME!
Thank you, very much!
Quick now before I chicken out~ ha ha ha!


photo taken by friend Lael Couper Jepson Owner of SheChanges

Might We Come Together Sharing Our Gifts?

Prompt: Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011? Author Cali Harris

Community – derived from the Old French, derived from the Latin cum =with/ together + munus = gift

Day 7 and the prompt knocked me to the floor. How could I respond? Had I abandoned my community or had they abandoned me? Do I truly feel that I have a sense of community here where I live? Do two folk constitute a community? I have wolf and crow energy, they are incredibly community oriented animals~ yet there is often the lone one; is that me? I struggle with the desire to be part of, belong to a pack; yet why does it feel so painful? What part of being in a pack in childhood (family of 5 littler mates); moved into my story? Making me a little stand-offish, “wary” might be the better word.

When I moved to Maine from a tiny community in Colorado; I felt indeed that I had abandoned a community that had held me, helped raise my child, loved me and boxed me in. I needed out of the box ~ I was growing in ways that at the time; I felt the community wasn’t able to take in. We were no longer able to support each other. I jumped hard, and flew out of the box. Here I am Maine, love me as I am! Do they? Do I?

Some almost 20 years later, I am no longer sure. I do not know about 2010- it has become at the moment, difficult, painful while being full of love from those who K N O W me. I will come out on the other end of this process ~ oh, right I am heading into my second Saturn return ~ this could be fun, full of possibility along with the Lunar eclipse, coming soon to a neighborhood near you!

Yes, I do have bit of community, community that I foster, a new one recently that I have fallen into and they are indeed a gift. It will take intention to keep these small pockets of community working together. What will I bring to the table? What are my gifts? What part of what I do have isn’t working? What is required to help and guide community in a healthy way?

I want to create community in which the Wisdom of Being a Wild Women/ Man is nurtured, come play with me, dance and sing with me about Life. How are you choosing to change and break old patterns. Share with me great Joy and your great Sorrow. Share with me your anger, it too takes us toward healing. What of the shame we carry? Not enough~
too much! Come share with me as we move toward who we wish to Become. Bringing our gifts as, Artist, Wild Lovers of Life, Quiet Dancers doing work of the everyday ordinary, extraordinary! Come play with me!. Be part of this community with me.

Indeed there will be more to come on this prompt – I’m just now off the floor. Blessings for the prompt!



photo meeting together at dusk before heading to the roost.

Sacred Space

Prompt: Make. What was the last thing you made? What materials did you use? Is there something you want to make, but you need to clear some time for it? Author Gretchen Rubin

Today the last ‘thing’ I made was Sacred Space, a place of sheltering and open-ness for a client and friend. I am blessed in so many ways ~ most of what I do for ‘money’; invites the opportunity to create and hold Sacred Space. To use materials from within myself. Depending on how I am creating Sacred Space on any given day some of the materials will change. Yet they all hold an invitation to use an Open Heart, to listen deeper hearing what is said in the stillness of the moment as we begin. Inviting the Divine nature that is in each of us to guide the work of the day. Today it was on a massage table. Holding someone in a time of vulnerability, while they were also physically vulnerable. The courage that is required some days for us as human creatures to show up in our own lives, to share with me the fears, joys, sorrows, pain; body re-memberd or inwardly focused. The stories that are shared. I am honoured by this trust, this surrender into my safe keeping.

I create containers for healing, growth, and wonder whether it's with massage, gardening, food or Art; I find most of what I am about is creating a Safe place for others and myself to reside. Places that invite us to our Highest Becoming. My client, my self, the ripples that our healing sends out into the world.

What is it I desire to make, create? A children’s book ~ I have one floating around in my head. Being more honest here I would say I wish to create books! I have a couple rolling about, calling, I see them lurking behind my dreams. Perhaps 2011 will be the year I put them to paper, let me rephrase "I will make the time to create the books I feel lurking. Inviting myself to make and take the time I need to feed my soul." Knowing that I too deserve to be held in Sacred Space. Saying this I know also that books are Sacred, to be able to take the time needed to read or write for the sheer pleasure requires us to create Sacred Space.

. "Come, dip your pen in the language and write, tonight.
The Muse is standing by with bottles of ink."
-Marni Norwich, 2004



photo taken in October at Cornerbrook

Going, Going, G O N E

Prompt: “Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?” Alice Bradley

Oh, how I dislike that phrase. Let Go. It’s not like the items that we need to “let go” of are a suitcase that we can drop on the side of the road ~ some very, very deserted road! Some of those events have been things that have helped to form the person, I am today. For the most part ~ I love ME!

Let Go ~ of that person, that relationship? As a verb meaning: to abandon, forsake, leave, quit, relinquish ~ ICKS! Even when a person or relationship in my life is difficult I find it hard to forsake it ~ what part of me becomes lost to myself if I can turn completely away from someone? How do I then become extinct, gone for good?

Yes, indeed there are also friendships that this past year no longer serve me on a regular, day to day. I find more that I surrender into the fact that we are no longer a good match. I still hold them and YOU in my heart. I am here if you need me! CALL. I will not abandon you, but I will also not put myself in the path of mine or your destructive ways. In the past I have made choices that walked completely away from folks ~ somehow I found and still find it in my heart to be concerned in a more global sense.

Now what about stuff ~ Stuff in general ~ not anything in particular ~ I am an Artist and therefore keep hanging around all kinds of ‘items’ that others might choose to throw away. In has stepped The Great Purgapalouza Act of 2010. I have been going through clothing; seems I really am fairly conservative in my dressing; if you get rid of the scarves – NOT. Yet there have been items lurking for a couple seasons that I no longer wear, due to fit or it’s just not me. Papers in files~ these are my worst nightmare, articles that I believe I “should” save for future use, heck I never look at them again and only once in a while do I say to a client – oh, read this. Magazines with pictures that I might use for a collage ~ who am I kidding I don’t do collage!! I have friends that do, enjoy their work so I think, perhaps a Vision Board? Sorry, it’s not happening so ~ heck pack them up and out the door! OH, Wait! Here is something I have “Let Go”, subscriptions to monthly magazines, if I notice an article I really feel I’ll read then I pick it up – otherwise, how many subscription do you have coming on a regular basis that you don’t even look at, or put in the bathroom? My bathroom is much too small for a rack of magazines!

Yup ~ stuff! I am grateful for The Great Purgapalouza Act of 2010. It gives me pause, when ever I think to buy an item. How will it work or add to my overall life experience? Do I need it? Sometimes, yes even to that extra pair of sneaks (buy a pair off a pair, still 6 pairs) or another pair of ‘Mary Janes’ or any red shoe! I stand on my feet, I love my feet – they need good shoes.


Yet overall, I have radically cut down on purchases of stuff ~ Hmmm …LET GO OF STUFF… Going, going GONE. I see a t-shirt on Zazzle!

I am Grateful that I am loved for me, with or without the extra ‘Stuff’.
And to all a good night!




photo of crow~ Thank you T.Griffin at http://www.flickr.com/photos/tirzymcwirzy/

W O N D E R

W O N D E R


Day 4 Prompt: Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year? @JeffreyDavis108

Funny how when I read the prompt ~ I find myself first with a quick slap down! Those of you who know me well, know that sometimes it takes me a day or two to process something we might have talked about. To sit with, listen to the quiet of what was said, or wasn’t. The same is true here ~ I must sit with the prompt ~ I found myself in Awe and Wonder when someone else I know in a virtual way wrote that they were attempting to respond in 15 minutes ~ WOW! I am Awed ~ they are heart felt and wonderful to read ~ Life is a Verb: 37 Days to Wake Up, Be Mindful, and Live Intentionally ~ stop by and check it out. I need more time,I'm still processing- like a computer with dial up, google looking for more then the slap-down. The truth in the essence of the slap down.

I grew up in a house with 4 other siblings, two parents, one of which, (they took random turns), at any given time wasn’t really present ~ I learned to listen between what was or was not said. I assumed that my sibs did the same; as we’ve grown into adults now without the buffer of our parents, leaves it difficult for me to Speak ~ To feel they can Hear me. This is a tricky business, let me tell you! Back to Wonder ~

Wonder ~ my cultivation of this amazing state of Grace, runs deep in my veins, touching the roots of my soul; it has been and IS my glue. Yet, with the purgapalouza pruning, that came as a storm this year; I have needed to reach deep into my fire pit, for the spark of Wonder. To invite myself to be curious, to RE-member that I am Stardust! That which dreams are made of, finding the Light reflecting, off of it’s long distant death. Like an Astronomer, I have had to look daily, into the telescope of myself, choosing to make it part of my day. Tending to the Star-ness, watching, looking, listening, marking it’s presence ~like a comet. It has been a choice; really a matter of life and death; to step outside myself ~ to step firmly into ME ~ to fan the flame that is my saving Grace. To open my eyes, to look deeper, listening closer, heart vulnerable, touching into places I thought long ago healed ~

I choose to live in Wonder, Awestruck, Overwhelmed with the Beauty of Life. I will continue to weed and prune, remove what strangles me, keeping me from myself as well as those that see deeper into the reflection of US. Who I wonder do you See, when you look at me? Who is it that I don’t know?




photo again from my stay at Cornerbrook, October 2010
ps Am hoping my 'Editor' will understand that she is out of town, and unable to get my writing back to me in a day so...please know that all grammar errors, usage of the wrong word, or misspellings are completely my own.

A Moment - Day 3 Reverb10

And the prompts keep coming ~ day 3 and I’m already sort of falling behind ~ I noticed that Day 4 of the Reverb10 project is sitting in my Inbox! It has been a very busy day of cooking for a 3 day workshop. At 3:14 AM EST, with fruit still to cut, I come to write my response ~
The question : Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors). (Author: Ali Edwards)
Having had all day to sit with the question, I thought of many moments ~ to realize that they were more about my gratitude. To feel alive I believe we must be able to have gratitude ~ yet having gratitude doesn’t necessarily mean we are truly Alive.

I am blessed that my work day, presents me with multiple moments of noticing how I may be of service. Moments that show me how magic the Universe can be. When it comes right down to it ~ It I S!

Having spent most of my year in a struggle to break free of old patterns, old ways of reacting, most of my experiences through this year have been inward and solitary. Reflective~

On one of those days I choose to be on the beach, I’d trekked over on my bike, knowing I would get a ride home from my friend, Maury. While waiting on the beach, laying in the warmth of the sun; I found myself alone – listening and noticing the world around me with my eyes closed. It seems as I feel back into that moment that a storm must have been in the making. it was late in August, maybe even early September. Willard Beach was sort of quiet; I come from a large family so I am often able to shut out voices when I am out in the world of nature. I remember sinking into the sand, feeling the grit of it – what paper would it be? An overall sensation of sand, and also each grain. The warmth of it against my skin, at some moments almost too hot to the touch. I could feel the shift of the afternoon Sun as it moved across the sky from high noon to ‘fourish’. It’s late afternoon radiance moving from overhead to it’s place on my right. I could feel the sound of the lapping water on the boats moored to my left. Feeling the sound, I drifted into meditation and the clear knowing and feeling I was one with the Earth. I wanted my breathe to match Gaia’s; in the way we do when laying with a lover. Moving into the water, I too became, something for the tide to lap and rock; knowing that my friend was coming became my anchor to the human world. I felt my connectedness to ALL, I could taste Divine-ness in my breath, on my lips. Each grain of sand, the vibration of the fish, rocking with the boats. The wind whispering in my ear, secrets of waters far from where I was.

When I invite myself to find that still-ness, I feel so much more alive. Now in the early morning, I look for that stillness to finish, the task before me~ to RE-member that I am part of a greater picture. To RE-member, that as each of us passes our unique signature is lost, and yet remains in all that we have touched.
Alive, Life Divinity in Action!


photo of the Quintessential Maine chair

Day 2 - Reflection on This Year

Today's question from the prompts of the Reflection on This Year from Reverb 10 is:

What do you do each day that doesn't contribute to your writing - can you eliminate it? (Author of prompt Leo Babauta)

Oh, the short and snappy answer to the question was ~ well, of course! Yet, is it so easy? Well, miss smarty pants if you feel like it is so easy~ then why is it here in the first place? It's not so much a doing, as it is a way of thinking about myself and what I have to say. Though as I say that I realize it is indeed a "thing" that I am doing ~ It has to do with not feeling or believing anyone will read or listen to what I have to share. Thoughts and Wisdom. Poems of Great Love, small Sorrows, or the Ordinary turned Extraordinary. The Ebb and Flow of Prayer. All of these a part of my day. Who wants to hear what I have to say? Yet, on a good day ~ I write on one of my three blogs - yes, that's right not one but three and a drop in on a fourth. Lo and Behold, I do have 'followers' and they are not all people I personally know! How wonderful is that?

So, today and for the next 28 days ~ I will knock at the door to my inspiration ~ knowing, believing and changing a pattern inside myself! I invite you to join me on this journey. I hear you knocking to read, listen and share with me! I hear your knocking and I find myself willing to Open my heart and soul ~ oh, right and the door to let you IN ~ Welcome!




Photo is from the door of Cornerbrook a most Magical place

Metamorphosis

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Metamorphosis


The etymology of the word derives from the Greek meaning transformation, transforming. This past year was spent looking deeper at patterns that no longer were useful or serving me. Which brought about some inward travel, pain, sadness, joy, great and small shifts. Simplifying of my 'belongings'. Following me heart's song.

Clarity ~ 2011




photo taken October 30, by Judy Myatt after a amazing day - Drums and Dreams