It has been a very long time since I posted anything. Unlike last year, this year has been a whirlwind of activity as I tried to re-establish myself as a teacher and studio owner after the barn project was (finally) finished. So many classes, so many new faces, so many good memories. I feel incredibly grateful for all of the support and have a renewed zest for teaching.
And now Nathan and I are moving into another realm with AirBnB (in addition to the area we already have set up for camping) and farm-to-table dinners in the barn.
This morning as I was doing the dishes, I started reflecting on all of this busy-ness and wondering why we do it. I can’t answer for Nathan, but for me, spending time in Nature has been an invaluable healing tool. I was an only child, so being outside, talking to the plants and animals provided some much needed company and relief from the chaos inside the house. As I got older and quieter inside, the rocks began to share their wisdom too and it became easier to hear the infinite knowledge of existence carried on the wind and through the water, like gentle whispers in my ear.
Continue reading Reviewing 2019 So Far
Tonight I walked out to the barn to turn down the heat since an event I was supposed to hold the next day wasn’t going to happen. As I walked, I realized I was walking down our driveway with ease and without fear – without a flashlight in the dark pretty darn near the new moon – knowing it was covered in snow and ice in spots. Once I realized what I was doing, my truck-driving-farmer-fiancé’s voice came to me: “Trust Your Treads”.
Those simple words hold so much meaning, don’t they?
The first time he spoke them, he was driving quite fast through a snowstorm. I was nervous. And that’s what he said because he had years of experience “trusting his treads”.
I made it to the barn safe and sound because I didn’t really think about it. I was enjoying the crisp air, the clear starry sky, and the crunching of snow under my feet as the dog pranced along happily beside me. I was present, in the moment.
On the way back… a whole other story: I thought about it. I got nervous. The ‘what if’s’ got to me and I tensed up, losing my footing a couple of times.
It always amazes me how the mind can play tricks! So like my wise man says, you just gotta “TRUST YOUR TREADS”!
So I FINALLY made it to Belize to see the Mayan ruins. (And many other things that were totally unBELIZEable!) One of the most interesting things? A discussion with one of our shuttle drivers about how he could no longer tell time by the sun. !!! He said that now, what used to be 12:30 pm according to the sun, was now actually 1:30 pm.
Continue reading Could This Be the Reason Why the Mayan Calendar Ended in 2012?
Divine Force, Primal Force: to You I Bow. Rising Up, Divine Mother: to You I Bow.
Where to begin with this one? I guess I will start by saying that I — as many of us have — had the blessed honor of welcoming in the embodiment of the Divine and seeing its exit from this plane on more than one occasion. Is there any honor greater than these, to see a soul birth into Being or to see a soul birth into Spirit?
I was quite young and naive when my own daughter was born. But I remember how special the moment was when she took in her first breath and how quiet she became merely by being held by the person that gave her Life. My eyes still tear up at the thought of it. It was truly love at first sight. And I am continually amazed at the unconditional love I feel for my daughter to this day.
After that, there were many years that were touched by death, but I chose to avoid the finality of it. Illnesses, addiction, and old age took my friends, family, and lovers, but I chose to keep my distance from such a dark and dire subject.
Continue reading On Witnessing Birth and Death
Once the soul awakens, the search begins and you can never go back. From then on, you are inflamed with a special longing that will never again let you linger in the lowlands of complacency and partial fulfillment. The eternal makes you urgent. You are loath to let compromise or the threat of danger hold you back from striving toward the summit of fulfillment. –John O’Donohue, Anam Cara
Clouds like a laughing Pan,
Lying back with pipes in hand.
Smiling sharks. Selfies of orangutans.
Days filled with blue skies, ocean waves, drifting.
What is Real?
Where do I begin and where does it all end?
Brahman in a million parts
Love gone wrong
Traveling across the desert sands, a million years, a million miles gone by…