Power’s out in the neighborhood. My options to amuse myself are to read, write or meditate. I read about three pages and then decide to write instead. That’s how much I don’t like reading. If it’s not excellently written, I can’t stay focused…more about that another time.
Read MoreWriting to write. Write write write. Type type type. Epiphanies arrive and float by. Pens and keyboards seem far away. Trying to move through time and heal along the way. Trying not to let the situation get me too depressed. Feeling myself moving back to that place where I was before I started dancing. Fear. Fear of getting hurt. Fear that my body won’t support me. Fear that I will fall down. Fear that some part of me will break.
Read MoreWhen I experience something powerful and potent, I want to talk about it. I want to put light on it. I want others to share in the discovery. I had a powerful experience a few months ago which connected me to a sense of trust and belief in nature. That’s all I can say about it now. A miracle shared is a miracle halved. At least that’s what I heard.
Read MoreIt’s like when you shake out the wrinkles from damp clothes before you hang them on the line to dry.
Read MoreMajor shift and download. I feel that my knee is back in alignment. FINALLY! The surrounding tissues are getting reacquainted after two weeks of being at the extreme point of tension.
Read MoreThe healer I’m working with is educating me about the importance of big open questions, left open so as not to limit the answers. I like that. Power in repeating the questions, and destroying any obstacles to a life full of ease, joy, and glory. She didn't know it, but during our session I was wearing a Ganesh under my many layers.
Read MoreMy friendships are like a constantly shifting inner circle. Picture a spirograph moving with different colored pen on ink configurations. Each point of connection representing moments that are at times touching, at times on opposite sides. Intersecting with others at the same time. And always maintaining connection, even when there are vast spaces in between. I am so grateful for my friends.
Read MoreNothing prepares you for miracles. Nothing prepares you for death. It’s a miracle this amazing life keeps going. I feel like I experienced a miracle in my body. I felt the healing energy coming. I was able to press out a lot of the pain myself, with divine skilled guidance. I was referred to a healer, we emailed and spoke over the phone.
Read MoreI lied about something in yesterday’s post and it’s been nagging at me. I contemplated going back and editing, which I may do for future versions, but since this is a blog and part of my writing exposure, I decided to write out my process here instead.
Read MoreSprained my right knee rolling out of bed Saturday morning. Just rolling. Nothing fancy. This specific pain and I have been in relationship for 23 years. It started on a hike in the mountains somewhere along the Czech border with Poland.
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