Dear Blog,
Whenever there is a break in relationship, it’s always difficult to decide how or if to re-connect. I’ve been feeling our distance for some time, noticing it, studying it, and deciding how or if we are meant to be. I think the disconnect happened during a moment of change. Then I felt you tugging [...]
Posts Tagged ‘unknown’
Re-entering Practical Spirituality
December 6, 2009Shift Happens
March 3, 2009Today I pretended I was my own client (b/c if I can’t walk my talk, no sense in continuing, eh?) and made a two lists: one with tangible intentions and another to help me move through this sticky sludge like inertia I’m feeling. Here’s the second list.
Navigating Stuckness:
Have a good cry
Discover what I need to [...]
Dancing Hope
October 30, 2008I walk through a local store past aisles bursting with untouched merchandise, my clicking shoes the only answer to an eerie silence. In response my stomache clenches recognizing the fear inside the quiet. Next I arrive at Rhythm & Motion Dance Workout. As our group of 30 begins stretching and moving to the music, an undeniable force of hope enters the room. I dance in [...]
Spiraling Birth
July 13, 2008A favorite by artist Margaret Lindsey, photographed upside down.
A year ago yesterday, I completed my time at Homestyle Midwifery, an amazing on-call midwifery service at St. Luke’s Hospital which was unfortunately closed due to larger budget issues. After giving all of myself to pregnancy and birth in my work life, I had left other aspects malnourished.
I knew I needed [...]
Integration
March 25, 2008When funding for Homestyle Midwifery was cancelled and I completed my full time job as coordinator in July of ‘07, I needed to replenish from the experience. Homestyle’s absence created space for a new unknown regarding my work life and the only direction was a whispered word:
Integration.
I found myself hibernating; even when I wanted to emerge illness kept [...]
In The Colors of Synchronicity
February 2, 2008Yesterday, just after I published Imbolc, seeds and grief, I entered my car with the question “What is the relationship between grief and seeds?” reverberating through me. I turned on the radio to Ben Harper’s “In the Colors “…
So, meanwhile, in the not knowing, I’ll keep dancing.
