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January 18, 2010

A farewell is necessary before we can meet again, and meeting again, after moments or a lifetime is certain for those who are friends. – Richard Bach

Once upon a time I wished to be part of a tribe of women who loved and supported and challenged and nourished me. I wished for real and honest connection and to be met where I was. I wished for magic. It was not an easy weekend, but it was a perfect one. It was full of laughter, irreverence, reiki, tarot, tears, food, sleeplessness, talking, music, planning, silliness, sitting by the fire, photography (LOTS of photography!) chocolate, coffee, and a sugar hangover. I have felt a little raw and open and sleepy since leaving our cocoon, but I take that as a good sign.

Dear Sas, Susannah, Lisa, Penny, Emma, Jo and Leonie: thank you doesn’t cover it. I love you.

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January 15, 2010

“Friendship needs a certain parallelism of life, a community of thought, a rivalry of aim… Friends are born, not made… Intimates are predestined.” – Henry Brooks Adams

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I’m up early on a very cold, wet day in England. I am even very excited about going out in the very cold, wet day in England! Why? Because in a few short hours I will be cozily snuggling in a cottage with some of the most wonderful, talented, honest, real women I know. We are ‘retreating’ in the best sense of the word. Retreating from our daily lives to a place where we can be whoever we want to be. We are going to eat and laugh and probably cry. I know there will be about a thousand pictures taken, plans made, dreams supported, and chocolate eaten. I’m so nervous, but also so excited to get on that train.

See you Sunday.

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Trusting Darkness

January 13, 2010

“How might your life be different if you could trust your darkness… could trust your own darkness?”- Judith Duerk

“I’m sorry.”

I say I am sorry more than any other feeling I am capable of. I say it when I bump into people or when I can’t hear them properly. I say it when I feel like I am being too much or too little. I say it when I feel like in some way I have to apologize for being just where I am in the universe.

“I’m sorry for telling you something that you might not like to hear. I am sorry for showing you that my life is not the perfect picture it seems from the outside. I am sorry for letting my guard slip and showing you that underneath it all I am imperfect and splendidly human. I am sorry for showing the fragility of who I am. I am sorry for dumping it on you. I am sorry for being inconvenient. I am sorry that I am feeling tired/ irritable/ hormonal/ depleted/ cranky/ sad/ hungry/ excitable/ messy. I am sorry that me being in this place at this time is making you in any way uncomfortable.”

We say it, and sadly we mean it. We apologize for being ourselves.

But what if we weren’t sorry? What if we allowed ourselves to be just what we we were in every given moment? What if we stood in the middle of our lives and let ourselves be as much or as little or as emotional or as full or as empty or as blue or as ridiculous as we needed to be?

What if we stopped apologizing for being who we are?

Imagine who we would then be allowed to be.

We’d be perfect.

(P.S. Thank you so much for all of your lovely supportive comments on my last post. We are okay. The house still smells terrible, so if you have any wonderful ideas or special scented candles you can recommend, send it this way!!)

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