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emerge, Sacred Feminine, yes

I remember now.

June 18, 2012

“Creativity, and the meaning we bring to the celebration of life, is the way in which women naturally walk in radiance.”Pixie Campbell

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I have lost count of the number of times I have sat down to write a blog post.  There are a dozen posts sitting in limbo – some half finished, some finished – waiting for me to have the heart to hit publish.

Nothing has felt right.

I have felt lost and uninspired; bored of myself and my declarations.

I’ve been to London with my tribe to see the sparkling Martha Beck.  I’ve been to Italy and filled up my beauty bank. I’ve been to London to visit the Queen.  I have a lot to tell you.

But it wasn’t enough to kick my butt back here – until today.

This morning I read these words of Pixie’s and they found the dark, hiding part of me that needed to hear them:

“Creativity, and the meaning we bring to the celebration of life, is the way in which women naturally walk in radiance.”- Pixie Campbell*

In my rush and my work and my stress and my anxiety and my need to write things that please you and my grown-up-stuckness, I have let slide the two things that are the most essential to who-I-am: creativity and celebration.  All this time I was looking for a way to shine a light, but first I had to remember where mine truly was.

I am a writer. I am a seeker. I can find magic anywhere. I want to tell you stories and tell your stories. I love to celebrate everything in every way. I can see to the heart and the possibilities in anything. I am still afraid of my own bigness. I want to consciously decide how to live each day.  I have a profound belief in the sacredness of all things. I want to shine a light.

That’s who I am and what my blog is going to be about.

I remember now.

xo

*This quote is used by permission and is from the Solstice Soulodge. Summer session starts on July 2nd!

Mending Wayfinding, Sacred Feminine, Stillness

A Constant State of Prayer

January 3, 2012

“I feel like I am in a constant state of prayer.” – Danielle LaPorte

Campfire by Don Genge

I need to warn you that this post is going to be more traditionally spiritual than normal.  Although I have been working with the sacred for years now, I have kept away from talking about religion and God partly because some of the blogs that I have read that discuss their views on religion have put me way off reading them again, partly because it was really UNcool to talk about God when I was younger and that is a hard habit to break, and partly because I am still working on what I believe.

But paying attention has its benefits and lately the whispers to my soul have been focusing on prayer.  I, of course, have been largely ignoring them, but while poking through Google Reader today, I read Danielle’s latest post and her words felt like they had disco glitter on top and a hallelujah chorus behind them:

“I feel like I am in a constant state of prayer.”

Now that makes sense to me. That feels holy and real and right and just a little dangerous. That is a practice I can get behind. Prayer as a conversation; as constant as breathing and as close as gratitude.  Sacred as everyday.  By holding space for prayer, we take space away from fear.

And who wants to sit beside fear?

In Your Sacred Self Wayne Dyer writes: “Keep uppermost in your mind that there is a place within you where there is perfect peace and where nothing is impossible. If you give yourself the right to pray regularly, you will get to that place. Peace is yours for the asking.”

Beginning now –

deep breath.

gratitude.

yes.

xo

PHOTO CREDIT: Speaking of gratitude, this photo was taken by my Dad. He blogs too!

Brave, emerge, fear, light, Quotes, Word of the Year

Word for 2012: Emerge

December 30, 2011

“I feel my boots trying to leave the ground, I feel my heart pumping hard. I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings.” – Mary Oliver

 

“Are you still writing?”

I hadn’t spoken to him in 10 years, but in the 3 minutes we spent on the phone, he asked if I was still writing.

“A little,” I said.

A little?

I still can’t do it. I still feel apologetic when I talk about writing.

Then someone I loved asked me if I actually wanted to be a writer… after all, I don’t act like one.

Do I?  Do I want to be a writer? Do I love writing?  No. I love words. I love words that when strung together have the power to create inspiration and connection.  I love what is possible when you write.

The truth will be evident to anyone who really knows me or who reads this blog occasionally.

The truth is that writing scares me, but it is actually bigger than that:

I scare me.

I can’t just sit down and write for the sake of writing. I could never paint for the sake of painting or cook for the sake of cooking or tidy for the sake of tidying, or exercise for the sake of simply moving my body. In the past, everything with me has had to be a production, the creation of something wonderful or be in some way A BIG DEAL.

So it is no surprise that I just stopped trying. Grown-up life just didn’t have the fireworks that I craved, and feeling that electric every day with no return just creates disappointment. Then, forgetting that I had given up shooting for the moon, I went through hell trying to figure out what was wrong with me and why I wasn’t living up to my own perceived potential.

That’s where 2012 comes in.

Marianne Williamson said: “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.”

It is my light that most frightens me, but I have spent years focusing instead on the darkness.

2012 is about focusing on the light.  Period.  But instead of giving myself more pressure to be, do and feel all at once, 2012 is about emerging.

Emerge for me is traveling the distance between the dark and the light, choosing to step closer to one and farther away from the other.  It’s made up of one choice, one step, one feeling at a time and being patient if those movements take a little while.

I am capable of miracles. I am capable of magic.

…and blinking, I step closer to the light.

xo

Image and Sculpture by Paige Bradley