“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” George Eliot I have published, pulled, re-posted, pulled again and re-posted this entry since writing it in a fit of passion last night. Why? Because I worried…is this too much personal...
Pete and I are holding a playshop in a couple of weeks entitled “Spiritual Partnership”; we are really excited about it, in a very big picture, step-on-the-moving-sidewalk-straight-to-your-destiny kind of way. When we first met almost 25 years ago, we had a sense that...
After several years of feeling homeless due to our family’s journey (which has felt distinctly like a 7 year vision quest, or odyssey) we are finally being guided to put down deeper roots and begin the process of buying a house. I’ve been thinking about “home” a lot...
My husband and I have both been very interested in systems; I see this in my writing, in our art work, and in the way we both think. Also in the way we raised our family. I think our interest in systems stems from feeling the difficulty in being part of fractured...
I was guided recently to relax into another aspect of the Sacred Feminine…Allowing. This feels akin to “going with the flow”, or the term “surrender” to me. And while I totally get the concept in some areas of my life, I find it...
