In my life so far, I’ve had the challenges and rewards of healing layers (and layers) of different growing edges designed just for me. For some reason, I always felt a pull towards lightening my bag of these treasures weighing down my shoulders…the perfectionism, the high expectations, the inability to speak my truth, and more. I see now that … [Read more...]
Reverie over a Container of Compost
Slipping my morning lemon slice into the compost bin, I spy what’s grown overnight - vibrant green mold on a piece of old bread - and it brings my thoughts to what grows in the dark. I think of how healthy plants and people need light to thrive, and how secrets hiding in the shadows of a relationship can grow moldy, mucking up a healthy … [Read more...]
Take a Break from TV to See What Arises
In my childhood, our family ate dinner with Chet Huntley and David Brinkley reporting the news. My assigned task was to hurdle the pet gate to turn the living room set to its nuclear noise level before racing back, re-hurdling, and finding my seat at the white Formica table (to eat in silence as we played out a family dysfunction). In later … [Read more...]
Learning to Ground and Shine
Soon after my husband and I move to the mountains of western North Carolina, I meet a woman who invites me to services at The Unitarian Universalist congregation, which strikes me as so interesting and synchronistic, since I’d just mentioned to a friend that it would be a place I'd like to investigate. After the first service I attend there, I … [Read more...]
Giving Words to Experience and Feelings
When our sons were young, and I was in a poetry group, our leader handed out fliers about a Poetry Therapy Weekend with John Fox. It sounded intriguing, and I decided I’d ask my husband that evening if he'd be okay staying with our sons while I attended the workshop. I knew I’d love to get away to delve into my thoughts and deep writing under the … [Read more...]