All parts of me

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Creatures of the air, resting safe on meCreatures of the air, taking flight in meCreatures of the air, all parts of me Creatures of the sea, anchored deep in meCreatures of the sea, swimming free with meCreatures of the sea, all parts of me Creatures of the fire, burning fierce…

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Peripheral coherence

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How do we make sense of the multitudes within us and around us? How do we open our awareness to the immensity within which we swim without losing the life raft of coherence upon which our sanity depends? Denise Levertov described this feeling in her poem, Suspended. “I had grasped…

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The gardener and the butterfly

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Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.) —Walt Whitman There’s a certain irony in the multiplicity of names for the many parts that make up a self. Internal Family Systems clumps them into Exiles, Managers, and Firefighters. In Jill Bolte Taylor’s…

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We don’t have to be rockstars

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In one of my communities of belonging, a common expression of admiration used to be, “You’re a rockstar!” I winced hearing it, an internal pinch of envy. Now, it’s different. Now I know that rockstars are amalgams, the energy of many with the face and name of one. Now I…

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Beginning again in love

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For remaining silent when a single voice would have made a difference, we forgive ourselves and each other; we begin again in love. —Rob Eller-Isaacs, Litany of Atonement Beginning, faltering, beginning again—it’s such a human rhythm, necessary, it seems to creativity. Here I am, again, beginning a new blog. Beginning…

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