Staying Safe or Surrendering: Facing a Dilemma in Creativity and Spirituality
Many years ago, I had an awe-inspiring glimpse of the Flow of Divine Creativity. It appeared to me as a cosmic Fountain of Creativity, endlessly flowing upward with an outrageous infinitude of vivid, colorful images: trees, cartoons, volcanoes, tulips, cars, babies, tigers, paintings, skyscrapers, movies, soldiers, roses, stars, drums—everything tumbling upward forever!
I saw that what we human creators do is tap into this infinite Fountain, and channel one... Read More
A Dream of Peace
Recently, I dreamed that I was walking with a group of people with the President toward a meeting with the enemy. The President had a new, special power. He could say just one word, and it would become true, no matter what. I was wondering what word he should say. I realized that of course, he should say “Peace.” Then I noticed that I was not feeling peaceful. So I consciously focused on shifting into peacefulness.... Read More
Born to love. We all are. But then come all the circumstances, limitations, attitudes and apparent deficiencies we encounter in life. Makes it hard to remember to “Be Love Now” (as Ram Dass suggests in his book of that title). Despite the challenges, I’m spending a good part of my life bumbling along the path of the heart, exploring many ways of returning to the love I knew before I was born. It’s a bumpy journey, with lots of ups... Read More
Yesterday, I saw my walls – the wooden walls I am holding up against the world. They are at least three feet thick!
What are these walls for? I’m desperately trying to protect myself from the roughness, the pain, the heartache that living in our current reality usually brings. I’m resisting any real contact with the world, from a deep, old fear of being crushed, maimed, destroyed. I imagine that if I let go of my walls, and let them... Read More
What is Peace? On this day when we remember a terrible act of non-peace, I heard this question, and it resonated with importance.
Many people want peace, pray for peace for the world, and/or for inner peace. I have gone to a 24-hour prayer vigil for peace, and a two-week pilgrimage to pray for peace. But I never asked myself this question.
Is peace just the absence of war, or of inner conflict? Is inner peace a sort of still... Read More
The old, masculine definition of fierceness has to do with “ferocity, severity, violence, strength, power, savageness, viciousness.” These are some of the synonyms for fierceness that come up in the Thesaurus. But there is a new definition arising among some women I know, having to do with standing up for ourselves, protecting ourselves, being loyal to ourselves, to our intuitive wisdom, to what we love, to what we know is right for ourselves – no matter what others may say... Read More
I’d been having a frustrating day. Couldn’t get centered or focused. Tried to get something done, but nothing was working. The printer wouldn’t print. Answers to emails that I thought I needed NOW were not forthcoming. I felt anxious and uneasy. I blamed the stars: Mercury was in retrograde.
Finally, I gave up and went outside onto our deck. First thing I noticed was a small, nearly colorless dragonfly perched on a purple salvia flower, absolutely still. So still that... Read More
Redefining Success: Reflections on my First Blog Tour
My first and possibly last blog tour is almost over. I’ve written 27 different posts for as many blogs, each one written to suit the particular blogger’s interests or focus, while also sharing something about my experience writing my book, and/or about my book. In addition, I’ve been doing a lot of social media outreach on Twitter, FaceBook, etc. It’s been an intense experience! It was fun to find that my energy... Read More
Perhaps you have noticed that I haven’t posted anything here for a while. I’ve been busy writing posts for a blog tour, which started May 13 and runs through June 21. It’s been fun – and a lot of work!
What’s a blog tour? Well, I’m writing guests posts for other blogs (seventeen, so far) on various topics, ranging from Flowers As Healers, to how I ended up writing a fantasy trilogy. See Calendar below.
For the duration of the... Read More
My love of our Mother Earth has deep roots. I knew my grandmother only as an old, stern woman. But, long after she passed on, among old family papers, I found a poem she wrote about her love of “The Mountains” (see below.)
Her son, my father, took us camping every summer, as his family did when he was young. He studied the very essence of earth – her blanket of soil that nurtures all life. (He was a soils... Read More