Teachings
Love Anyway
Last night after I heard about the tragedy in Connecticut, I wanted to gather Shaman Boy up and squeeze him hard. Oh, the preciousness of this tenuous life. His auntie/godmother Rose texted me, “Give our boy an extra mush for me tonight please.” Mushers are Rose’s way...
Lots and Lots of Prayers
Ouf. My heart is heavy tonight, as no doubt yours is. 20 children killed in Connecticut. I feel the pain and sadness. These children did not come from my body, and my grief is a tiny droplet of the mamas’ and papas’ and brothers’ and sisters’ and grandparents’, and...
12.12.12
12.12.12 They say that today is a day of new beginnings, that the opening between the worlds is thin and so we can access great power. The truth is I don’t know much about numerology or astrology. I do know how I feel and what I’ve been experiencing. And I’ll take and...
The Soft Underbelly
Images are healing balms to me. I’ll notice how I’m feeling… and if I sit with the feeling, an image will emerge – one that allows me to articulate exactly what I’m experiencing. The relief of being able to feel, see, and put words to my inner world is immense. I...
2012: The End of the World
“It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine…” (Do I even need to credit R.E.M.?) It’s 2012. The end of the world according to the Mayan calendar. And I feel fine… if fine stands for “Freaked out Insecure Neurotic and Emotional.” (That’s an Italian Job...
Facing the Unknown
My mind likes to create islands of safety. It is quite happy in it (mistaken) belief that tomorrow will be another day, just like today. I will wake up, care for my family, work, sleep. Repeat. For many who work a 9-5 job, outside the home, you may feel like you’re on...
One and Done
Grief comes in many forms and sizes. There’s big grief when you lose a loved one, discover you have an incurable illness, or your entire home is washed away in a hurricane. Small grief can happen when you lose a part of your identity – when you are no longer working...
NO More Shame on Me
“Shame on you!” My sweet and strict Gram points her finger at 8 year old me and I cringe at whatever behavior elicited her Irish wrath. I feel as if I’m been cursed. Shame hasn’t played a prominent role in my life since then. Until recently. Over the past few weeks...
Call Me Crazy… Really. Truly.
Call me crazy, but I’ve been having lots of talks with the Universe these days. They go something like this… Me: WTF?!? Sorry… but really, WTF?!? I’m about to freak out here. I’m feeling helpless. I don’t know what to do. And yes, I know, I get it....
Shaman Guy is SO Smart!!
When I was having my little financial freak out yesterday, I told him that I felt powerless over the situation since he’s the money maker in the family and I’m in the (slow) process of creating income while being the director of children and home. His reply, “Then do...
