Uncategorized In the dwelling place of lions Posted on November 20, 2024November 27, 2024 This morning I dreamt about sharing my birthday with the once and future president, who was blissfully, serenely basking in birthday adoration. Gifted with unexpected time just now, I somehow wandered into wondering about the word “serendipity.” Checking my favorite etymology source, I discovered: Walpole said he formed the word… Read more
All parts of me Posted on July 8, 2024November 12, 2024 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… Read more
Peripheral coherence Posted on June 15, 2023November 12, 2024 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… Read more
The gardener and the butterfly Posted on June 13, 2023November 12, 2024 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… Read more
We don’t have to be rockstars Posted on May 13, 2023November 12, 2024 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… Read more
Beginning again in love Posted on April 3, 2023November 12, 2024 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… Read more