Creativity is the place in between the two worlds where spirit and matter meet and where I love to dwell. When we visit this ‘location’ in our field there is access to thoughts we haven’t thought before. I cannot imagine that anyone would NOT want to visit this holy place – where that which has…
It is Spring Eve, she said to all the Doubts.
Gather around! All of you.
One by one, she called their names aloud:
Like little mice in a fairy tale gone wrong
they congregated at the hem of her garment.
With kindness and fierceness in her voice,
She continued to call on all that prevents:
Gather around! All of you!
and you too, yes you! Mediocrity. Cynicism.
and Just Joking. And you!
Unwilling to change. Unwilling to look.
Unwilling to see what is needed.
Unwilling to Hope.
Lady of Living Water
I call to you from the sands of life
Bring the holy grail of your healing
Surrendering the life we didn’t up having is a messy process. It requires us to look deeply at how we got where we are and what our choices are that have led us to this place. We are most likely hard on ourselves for all the “mistakes” and even torture ourselves further by telling ourselves that there are no mistakes.
I believe there are mistakes and that it is ok to admit that.
And then finally, we can rest in the blooms after the storm.
Surround ourselves with softness and sweetness and rose petal skin.
We can hope again. Day dream even. Think fresh new thoughts.
Dearest Holy Lady This is my prayer for reweaving the tears. This garment of gold thread that covers our bodies, is a fine weave, at once like gossamer and moss and lace and stars and like a helix interlaced. I cannot see it but I know it is there, covering us. I think you made…