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My Sacred Life Sunday: Of Women and Wolves

My Sacred Life Sunday

From my readings in Women Who Run With The Wolves:

"Because women have a soul-need to express themselves in their own soulful ways, they must develop and blossom in ways that are sensible to them and without molestation from others."

and

"In a single human being there are many other beings, all with their own values, motives, and devices.  Some psychological technologies suggest we arrest these beings, count them, name them, force them into harness till they shuffle along like vanquished slaves.  But to do this would halt the dance of wildish lights in a woman's eyes; it would halt her heat lightning and arrest all throwing of sparks.  Rather than corrupt her natural beauty, our work is to build for all these beings a wildish countryside wherein the artists among them can make, the lovers love, the healers heal."

I am sitting deep with this today.  Everything in this book takes me to a deeper terrain, a slower pattern of sifting through the details for my makings.  But this wisdom gives me much pause.  I have always thought of the lessons in balance in my life to be about how to give each of my Self parts equal time, each of the commitments, loves, responsibilities in my external life equal attention.  And even after realizing that balance is always dynamic and sometimes one aspect of my life gets more time, attention, priority then others for a time, and then later that shifts again, I still operate from a place that keeps each of these aspects in nice and neat boxes.

I am wondering now how to allow room for all of it.  At once, one at a time, several now, not later... whatever authentic configuration wants and needs to happen in any given moment.  Can I allow for the reality that today my artist self and my lover self and cranky self were very wide awake?  Two of those aspects of me were sorely stifled today, because my brain was so intent on shutting up anything that would deviate me from the task at hand. 

The Woman Mystery here is how to dance with it all as it spontaneously comes up in any given moment.  Or actually, the mystery is not to lead the dance at all, but hold space for it to unfold as is best and as it serves the higher purpose of my full expression as a Woman in this life. 

I take this with me into my week, into my art, into my loving, healing, cooking, and whatever else comes through in me.

Blessings from very muggy Long Beach.  :)

Art and Remembering Long Lost Love Rituals

I just posted this to my shop.   I got so wordy in my description of it, that I thought I would just add it here, as it became a journal entry anyway! 

"I remember over 12 years ago, I traveled to Cuba with my family for a few weeks. I had left behind my Love at the time, one of those intense loves that are prone to crazy longing and perhaps more drama then I cared to admit at the time. :) Communication was impossible from Cuba at that time, and I had so much I wanted to say to him.

After a few days of this, my artist self grabbed the few markers that I had and began using those magazines as stationary for my letters to him. As the days passed, my writing became less about my then Love, and more about how fun and inspiring it was to write whole pages of words over glossy colors, contours of faces, smaller text that served as boundaries for my extravagant handwriting. It was a whole new way of experiencing the magazines I sooo love still to this day.

So this lovely journal is an entire book, of glossy colors, text, shapes that are just waiting for some marker flair. I love it! And I know that the Arty Soul who grabs this sweet book will love it too!"

Did you ever do that?  Write whole magazines worth of letters?  I had an acquaintance one that had done that as well.  I haven't done it since, but creating this journal has definitely inspired me to give it another try.  It saddens me to think of all the handwritten letters I have created in my day, and how I just don't do that anymore.  Emails, blog posts, voicemails... all the time.  Actually writing a letter?  Haven't done it in years.  And I was such a pen pal in my youth...  (Francesca love,  I miss our mail art!  Perhaps?  :)

So my lovelies, go find some magazines to write letters in, or to use as a journal, or buy my journal!  :)  Whatever you do, find some time to write.  Its an art that transcends time.

Sending you all inspired Saturday conversations with yourself, those you love, and new acquaintances.

My Boys

I had to share this picture.  This is our version of the Family Bed!  I walked into our bedroom, wondering why everything was so quiet in the house, and this is what I found...  Jon practicing his Mandarin characters on his iPhone, while Tucker napped next to him. 

Its a lovely and busy life here these days.  I miss having the time to come here and muse about it.  Jon and I both have our individual projects that we are completely immersed in, and we are finding creative ways to support one another in the others endeavors.  We're dancing with it and I'm grateful that in it all there is time for delicious moments like this. 

My Mom can't stand the idea of a dog in the bed.  Many people can't actually, but how can you resist a dog that insist on being human by picking the fluffy pillow for his head, and cuddling against his Papa like this?  (if you look closely, you can see Tucker hair all over Jon's shirt)  :)

Anyway, I'm just checking in.  Letting you all know I'm still here, lurking, wishing, longing to come back into the mix.  I have the next few days to myself as Jon and Tucker have headed up to the cabin to work on the remodeling going on up there.  I get to work on my art projects, meet with girlfriends, do my toes, and catch up on your lives!

Oh and a huge PS!  Excuse the looks of this place while I continue working on shifting things around on this page.  I am working on a new banner, and new blog rolls and other goodies.  I'm just a bit slow with the whole thing.

Much love,
e

My Sacred Life Sunday: Stillness Expanded

Sacred Life Sunday

Creating time for stillness has been a challenge lately.  Life is a flurry of activities and I'm finding myself sinking into the habit of feeling as if there is no time for the important things, like meditating.

This weekend, I made it a point to do it despite the pressures my schedule seemed to impose on my brain.  What I discovered is what I always learn when I take time to be still and breathe - taking time to be still somehow creates greater space and time throughout the day. 

Its like some alchemical quantum phenomenon.  Somehow the hours in a day stretch a bit more, life goes by at a more spacious pace, and I'm able to be productive in a steady, centered and unfrenetic manner. 

So this is my returning this weekend.  Returning inward to time out, time to just Be, being still for some unspecified time, allowing the alchemy of meditation and breath to take place within and without me.

I send you all much peace and love today,
e

New Moon In Aries 2008

This New Moon occured last Friday, April 5th. 

This is the first New Moon of Spring.  Aries is the first one out the gate, the child, new beginnings, fire, passion, individuality.  This is the beginning. 

And I am feeling so inspired this year by the energy of Spring, that I am going to not go by the usual format I have used in the past with my New Moon reports.  Instead I am going to drop in some questions:

As you emerge from the slumber of Winter and into the newness of Spring, what do you bring forth with you?

What are you offering up as your gift to the world?

What is Spring Fever igniting for you?

What are the ways that you can tap into the deep feelings of emergence that Spring is here to gift you with?

And what do you look like, feel like, sound like, move like while in the state of birthing yourself into a more vibrant, evolve, aware adn beautiful you?

I send you gorgeous flowers for you hair, a deliciously lusty lovers kiss, and countless opportunities to walk barefoot on the grass.

Blessings,

e

Be Inspired...

The imagery and cinematography along with the amazing music just sent my spirit soaring.  The ending had me in tears and feeling like I wanted to leap in that way that you know you can in the core of your innocent child self.  Have a magical and freeing day.