Which is the 15th of every month, and created and celebrated by me as a means of practicing deep, unconditional self-love for 24 hours, no matter what. It means I have to be really aware of self-talk and behavior. It means I get to relish in love and good feelings. It means I get a…
Tag: soul work
Emotional Embodiment
Here is my latest post on Dandelion Moms, on embodying the feminine in psychotherapy…
Women’s Mysteries: New Moon, before Fall. Roots.
I cried when Jon sang the words to the Traveling Song. Just his voice, the snap-sounds of fire, the circle of ocean below us in a constant shhhhhushhhh. One of those times noise actually makes you feel quiet. That’s how big it was, the silence in the night. While you are away from…
So I drove to San Elijo State Beach
It was grey to the east, and hot, when I got in the car in San Clemente. Thirty minutes in the used bookstore and I was no closer to settling my discontent then when I had left Laguna. Plumbing from under my kitchen sink was all over my apartment floor, two workmen in and out…
Reflections
Here is the link to my latest post over at Dandelion Moms, where I am a regular contributor in their Reflections section. Dandelion Moms
Cycle-Reset, in pace with love n soul
There was once Beautiful Friday It lasted two years A day a week To date & Be totally in love, Adoring me. Somehow it Came to an end. Yesterday, Moon Day one I decided So shall it be, again Now here, Flat waves & My favorite spot ever To swim. So amazed, I Wouldn’t have…
The Real Work
Sitting in the auto shop waiting Here are the women: 3 beside me, a divorcee and a mother daughter pair And the daughter says the sweetest thing to the divorcee about her eyes The divorcee’s heart crack fills this room & this is the myth us gals must dispel That we are here to work…
Concerning the Topic of Love
I am a contributor over at Dandelion Moms. Read today’s guest post here: Concerning the Topic of Love
A Few Words on the Soul
by Wislawa Szymborska We have a soul at times. No one’s got it non-stop, for keeps. Day after day, year after year may pass without it. Sometimes it will settle for awhile only in childhood’s fears and raptures. Sometimes only in astonishment that we are old. It rarely lends a hand in uphill tasks, like moving…
Wild Women Wisdom 