“Whatever can happen to a garden can happen to soul and psyche — too much water, too little water, bugs, heat, storm, flood, invitation, miracles, dying back, coming back, boon, healing.” ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Ph.D This will be my last post here for awhile, except to notify you if I have something appearing on…
“As I often do when it is totally unnecessary, I am trying to meditate. Why, when everything around me is perfect and I am immersed in the moment, do I still think I must do something to be contemplative?… Left to my own devices, I will always be trying to do something–even if what I…
I’m on Vision and Verb today, dealing with change and grabbing for the brass ring. Tomorrow I’ll have another post on my own blog — a bit of translation of what’s changing now. I hope you’ll read the two part series…
“What I really want is to be a mage. No more tricks and trickery. I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I want to be a friend of elves and live in a tree. Or under a hill. I want to marry a moonbeam…
I am writing this on a Monday, a full moon Monday, where the silliest thing is making me smile. When I tell you what it is, you will shake your head, or maybe not, if you fancy yourself to be a woman who occasionally runs with the wolves. My 99 cent thrill is an application…
I’m on Vision and Verb today with different words to read. My first attempt at creating a post for both sites was a bit too chaotic to let loose in too broad of a space. But okay for here, I think… where I can worry less about embarrassing anyone but myself. Because sometimes the humor…
