Month: October 2021

The face I show

The face I show

A friend forwarded a humorous article this week about the extreme measures a woman took to “detail” her house in preparation for a weekend visit from seven of her college sorority sisters. The woman was nervous because she is a home-design expert, and she felt her home needed to reflect that fact. She admitted her frantic cleaning and organizing were “totally about looking good.” The group who received the article had some fun with it via text, then afterward I wondered, “What face do I try to show to the world, and is it authentic?”  I’d like to think I […]

Red plaid and new rules

Red plaid and new rules

Last Saturday I participated in a dream group where we discussed the intuitive messages contained in our dreams. A scene in one person’s dream involved a red plaid skirt, which led to a conversation about letting go of old ways of being that no longer work for us.  I like to think of these as rules that don’t make sense anymore, which can often be boiled down to shoulds (or shouldn’ts) and goods. The shoulds make me feel resentful. Especially when I am doing something because I think I ought to and not because I want to. We all have […]

Reframing my relationship to rest

Reframing my relationship to rest

I was outdoors gathering some items for a gratitude ceremony I’ll be leading in a couple of weeks when I noticed a certain stillness. Fewer birds were chirping, and the squirrels seemed to have stopped their manic shredding of pinecones on my deck. The ground was blanketed in aspen leaves in some spots. Nature is entering a period of rest. I’m beginning to feel it in my body as well, craving warm beverages and more sleep. I’m getting Divine messages about rest, too. An old injury has flared up. I received a couple of social invitations that I really wanted […]

My Cosmic Dance

My Cosmic Dance

I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love to dance. Pre-elementary school, I used to affix a towel to my head with a headband to create long hair, grab a hairbrush, and then jump up to see myself in the bathroom mirror dancing and singing like a star. In the third grade, I slipped on the bathroom rug and broke my finger because I was joyfully putting on a dance show for one of my little friends. Now, I play music while I’m getting ready in the morning and often at night before bed, and I must confess, I […]

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