• being human,  embodiment,  writing

    Truth Resonates in the Body

    I am being called to something new, to opening up to inner states that are beyond me yet are also already deep inside. The mystics are pointing the way into the great unknown, and yet there is familiarity here too. It is hard to describe at the level of words. I simply listen and know truth when I feel it. “The body never lies. The mind often does.” As a yogi and yoga teacher, I learned this truth firsthand and have said it multiple times to students over the years. With every fiber of my being, I know it is truth. I believe it is the truth that led me to embodiment studies and practice several years ago, as well as other disciplines I couldn’t have ‘thunk up’ on my own. Life is funny that way. We are somehow led to where we need to go. Let’s start with the term ’embodiment’ because it is elusive at best. While it starts with studying, visualization and somatization, it becomes a recognized felt sense in the body. Ultimately this sense leads to fully living through the body’s direct experience without the filter of the mind … but it takes work and practice. And as I write this,…

  • being human,  embodiment,  writing

    Precipice

    Sometimes words come to me. No, words always come to me. It’s the way my brain works. Words pop in, followed by other words; I had an entire blog post written in my head, in bed, this morning. Only it wasn’t entirely written – thoughts swirl and I know where I’m headed but I’m not always sure of the details or how the words will take me there, until I sit down to write. Precipice was my word this morning, the state I feel I’m in. Precipice literally means ‘a very steep rock face or cliff, especially a tall one.’ And metaphorically I am at a precipice in life. I have choices to make. Do I climb the mountain face? Do I jump? Do I free fall? Do I let the steepness scare me? Or do I see it as an opportunity to change everything, rearrange life by stepping into the unknown? One chapter is ending as a new one begins, but the thing is, I have no clear view of the direction I’m headed. I have ideas. I have hopes. I have aspirations. But I don’t have a clear path and, quite frankly, it scares the shit out of me. I have always been…

  • being human,  embodiment,  writing

    Slow Living on Some Land

    I’ve been working toward a slower lifestyle for many years now, sometimes succeeding, sometimes failing; but each time I digress I am reminded of how important it is to me to live life in the moment instead of getting caught up in the minutiae. According to Wikipedia, “slow living is a lifestyle emphasizing slower approaches to aspects of everyday life,” and that is just one definition among many. ‘Slow Living,’ ‘Simple Living’ and the general idea of simplifying life is a movement that many are passionate about. For at least the last decade there have been many who have sold their homes, chosen nomadic lifestyles, or transitioned to tiny homes with a lot less overhead. I have considered all of the above. My husband, however, has other ideas. While he’s thrifty, frugal, and a saver to the core, he has his sights set on expanding our farm. We already own 19 acres with a nice home and separate garage, and are in the process of building another garage for the various tools and farm equipment we he owns. My one push toward a ‘semi nomadic’ simple life was the purchase of our Hiker Trailer, a cute, rugged simple camper we’ll be picking up next week. Their mantra,…

  • being human,  embodiment,  featured,  writing

    Life Changes

    A lot of things have changed over the last few months, but then again, life always changes. THESE changes, however, feel much more monumental––life altering, in fact. For whatever reason, I’ve recently been given the ability to see more clearly and to recognize situations I’m not willing to stay in. The entire dynamic is a privilege; I’m well aware of this fact. I have been struggling with hard decisions and I’m still in the middle of that struggle but life isn’t about constant ease. We struggle so we can work through our blind spots, change the things that aren’t working and hopefully come out on the other side wiser, more grounded and hopefully happier, having gone through the ordeal and arrived at a better place. The entire situation has provided me with the ability to put life in order, to reevaluate those things that are most important and to let go of the things that aren’t working. This is where I find myself today … still in the middle of it all but making decisions about the next best steps. Using the ocean as a metaphor for life, I’ve been in all of the depths throughout my years––riding the waves of the highs and lows,…

  • being human,  embodiment,  writing

    Writing for Inner Peace

    Writing for Inner Peace ~ Journaling Prompts (sentence starter prompts … springboards to see where you go) I can and will cultivate a sense of inner peace by … For me, peace is … I feel most at peace when … I bring feelings of peace into my days by doing the following … I believe I can contribute to peace in our world by … Bring your attention to your breath. Close your eyes. Inhale. Exhale. Pause in between.  Allow yourself to settle and really become aware of this moment. Notice your thoughts in this moment. Notice feelings, body sensations. This noticing is the first step of embodiment. It is presence. It is your deepest space of creativity … and you can access it anytime you so choose. Now begin. Choose a prompt above and write. Allow yourself to feel the peace you are creating by focusing on it. “When you are present, the world is truly alive.”  Natalie Goldberg Yes, when we are fully present, our writing is alive and can teach us where to go.

  • being human,  embodiment,  featured,  writing

    Am I Hiding or Honoring My True Nature?

    Lately I’m noticing the way I ‘hide’ in various life situations––I keep quiet. I blend into the background. I try not to stand out. It’s a direct result of a learned behavior that taught me it was not safe, nor advantageous to take up too much space. Learning about my past trauma has uncovered a great many things about life I didn’t notice before, my tendency to hide being one of them. I was never encouraged to find and claim my voice. What I also know now that I didn’t know as a child is that I’m a sensitive being; I can feel explicitly the energy of those around me, good and bad. Negative energy takes the wind out of my sails and leaves me lying on the floor in a heap for hours. It depletes me. I also know that as a sensitive child, my needs were often unmet, not out of neglect, but simply because of the nature of the child I was. I wanted (needed) to be seen and heard; instead I was met with the infamous “stop crying or I’ll give you something to cry about,” which translated into ‘shut up, you’re being too much.’ Eventually we learn to cope with our…

  • being human,  embodiment,  writing

    Open Hands. Open Heart.

    There is never only ‘one way’ to do things. There are often many answers. Sometimes, though, we ‘should ourselves to death,’ cling so tightly, fixate our brains on a particular outcome, when we only need to let go, surrender, and watch life unfold.

  • being human,  embodiment,  writing

    Holy Week 2020

    Yesterday was Palm Sunday, the first day of Holy Week and I am becoming Catholic. As a child, I attended Mass with my best friend Theresa quite a lot but I never considered becoming Catholic. In fact, I didn’t know it was an option. My journey has been long and the road has been winding and I feel secure in being on the right path for the first time in a long time, maybe ever. What I’m coming back to again and again is this idea of integration. As a yogi for over two decades and a yoga teacher, I have quite a lot of yoga practice and knowledge that is very much a part of my being. The Yamas and Niyamas, and the rest of the eight limbs were, perhaps, what catapulted me into a deeper spiritual voyage than I might not have otherwise traversed. I don’t believe all is lost. I do believe each thing has it’s place. I believe they weave together to make up me, to make up my testimony. I wrote before that life is not either/or but both/and. I guess, for me, I just need to figure out how that all translates into a human life, my human life.…

  • being human,  embodiment,  writing

    A Spiritual Crisis

    Yesterday I wrote that I believe we as a world, as a species, are in a spiritual crisis. I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason, that God works all things out for our good. I also believe this situation is a wake up call. As a collective, there are many things that need to change to bring about a greater good. It is up to us to recognize it and to do something about it. I am afraid for our country as well as the rest of the world. As an American, a divide between us has been happening for a long time now. The last election was evidence of it and I’m afraid it grows stronger every day. I am honestly afraid of our president and concerned about his mental health. I know that I am not alone, and I also know there are people who support him more than ever, even in this madness. Do I think this is all his fault? No? But do I think he’s adding to the chaos instead of soothing the American public? Hells yes. Do I also think he’ll act in the interest of re-election, in the interest of the economy over public…

  • being human,  writing

    Prayers & An Opportunity

    The other day an online acquaintance on Instagram posted about her struggle with this Coronavirus pandemic, how there is such a distinct line of separation between many of us; there are some who were already struggling before all of this, others who are out of work and people who are all sunshine and unicorns spreading positivity when the reality is that there is a lot of collective fear and uncertainty in the world right now. We are all dealing with this new reality the best we know how, but it is definitely a process. In order for us to grow, we must process how we feel and give ourselves permission to really feel everything that is coming up – fear, frustration, anger, aggravation, grief, sadness, annoyance. All of it. Yes, we must acknowledge it all, honor and hold space for ourselves and others. Personally, for me, there has not been a lot of change to my day-to-day. I work from home, in a field that helps businesses so I am still working. I am also a relatively solitary person, introverted, so the social aspect hasn’t been as difficult for me as I’m certain it’s been for many. I am exceptionally blessed and I realize it.…

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