February 28, 2014
Popping in briefly to invite you to come on over and check out Healing Waves – the place where I’m pouring out heart and art these days. The next group experience begins March 10, but you can begin the on-demand wave called Softening any time.
Softening is a beautiful way to prepare your heart for the other healing waves. And goodness – to prepare your heart for ALL of life. I’m soaking in the practices myself these days.
Love and light,
Right here, right now
February 20, 2014
She said yes to trust
February 4, 2014
I love this image because it’s my story.
I’ve lived through darkness that’s felt darker than pitch-black night;
…felt the pull of my heart to make whatever choice I’ve had in me to move toward light;
…said yes to that pull in faltering, hesitant ways that’ve opened out, over time, into full-bellied, arms flung wide “YES, Universe. I choose trust!”
…experienced slow dawnings and brilliant bursts of sunshine along this way and the learning, through experience, that the sun rises AND sets on this path…and rises again.
I’m growing stronger, lighter, softer.
Trust is taking root.
And now I’m following the pull of my heart to clear this path for you.
To create art that helps unravel your fear.
That seeds your trust.
That grows in you softness, and supple strength to face your road ahead.
I’m on a mission for this.
I invite you to join me next week for a 10-day wave of healing art, called Softening.
10 illustrated practices aimed at helping you unclench and develop a daily habit of softening.
Next month I’ll offer another 10-day wave called Centering, followed by a wave called Opening.
With joy, I invite you to come learn more.
Wishing you love and trust and joy,
P.S. There’s a temporary bundle deal if you’d like to join me for all three waves – $19, rather than $30 ($10/each). Sign up between now and February 10 to receive it!
December 24, 2013
Let’s get physical
December 10, 2013
Or getting more sleep… :)
December 9, 2013
My soul is feeling things these days that I can’t quite name. On one level there’s joy and glad anticipation of what life holds ahead. And there’s gratitude for what’s in my life and in my arms each day already.
On another there’s a kind of grief going on. The shifting nature of life – the way friendships and life seasons and circumstances come and go: I don’t always have peace with this.
This week my practice when I feel these tougher feelings is to put my hand on my heart and send love to whatever part of me is feeling them. To tell that part of me, “I’m here. I’m listening. I’m sorry you’re feeling blue.”
It doesn’t make the feelings disappear, but it helps life feel softer and kinder, which, goodness – isn’t nothing. Grief needs soft places to land.
I’m sending you love and linking arms with you in a special way if you’re feeling this mix of things, too. I’m glad we’re in this being-human thing together.
Your Great Work
December 5, 2013
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Calling on your strength
November 22, 2013
If I could circle with you and the beat of many drums, I'd want to dance a dance of fierceness and love and determination to make a new world together. A world where fear is only background noise and not what guides us. A world where trust loosens all our hearts and the soil of our imaginations and unleashes wave upon wave of new leaders and new businesses and new relationships and new movements and new art that all get how connected we all are, how crazy able we are to address complex challenges in win-win ways, and how our planet needs this of us.
Rise up in the life that you're currently living - not the life that you'll be living someday when you get everything in order and figure out your purpose and the kids are all raised.
Rise up in the specific and maddening relationships you're navigating today.
Rise up in your work place and on the bus and in the quiet of your living spaces.
Rise up and say,
Enough of being stuck; enough of being wilted; enough of being numb; enough of avoiding the work I feel called to; enough of being gripped by jealousy and bitterness and victimhood.
Rise up and say,
Today, in this moment, and the next, is my chance to let trust be my guide. Is my chance to soften all my muscles and my fight-ready fists as many times as I can think of it and open up my hands and heart and mind to love and inspiration.
Today is my chance to call on strength and trust in ways I often don't think of doing and pour these into things that help and heal and re-order.
Today is my chance to be a trust warrior on behalf of Earth and on behalf of the people that I love and on behalf of my own heart that's so ready to live beyond the walls and containments that fear has created there.
And tell me if there are ways I can support you doing so.
May my life be a healing story
November 6, 2013
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When the sky is dark
October 28, 2013
I want to tell you that this table and this chair
comfort me in these moments
when the sky is dark
and the kids are asleep
and my yearning surfaces
- that mystery that rises up
like mist does in the valley where I grew as a child,
covering homes and streets and eyelashes
with wet and cold,
making strangers of familiar roads
and everything slow just when you want to get there fast.
I sit here with yearning on my eyelashes,
my eagerness to arrive
and order in my home
a wardrobe I like and that fits
knowing to my bones that I’m enough
and the trust that makes everything – everything – feel softer and more kind:
that eagerness for arrival
a misty cloak around all possible routes away from here.
But this table, this chair
they hold me.
Their strength and solidity:
“You are here,” they say.
As though the trees they once were whisper
of the earth their roots once knew
the sun their leaves once lifted toward instinctually
the growth that held no angst for them to do.
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