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    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.

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    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…

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    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.

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    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.…

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    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…

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    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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    Resourcing Resources

    I, like many of you, have been thinking about how I can help in this Coronavirus crisis. As a yoga and journaling teacher, I’ve been thinking about what I have to offer. Online classes? Meditations? Embodiment resources? Journaling prompts? Honestly, though, I’ve needed to resource and find safety within before putting any offerings out there. Some of us are stronger than others. Some of us need time. We’re all individual and we’re all called to help in different ways and at different times. If you’re unfamiliar with the term, resourcing is simply a way of finding safety in the midst of chaos or trauma. I am familiar with resourcing because of the deep work I did a few years ago in the aftermath of my mom’s death. My daughter left our home at the same time so it was like living through two deaths at the same time. I was in deep depression, certainly in a place I’d never been before. But I digress. The important thing is that if you’re feeling unsafe, unsure, depressed or depleted, you find the resources you need to get back to normal, or at least stable enough to get through whatever it is you’re going through. This coronavirus is…

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    Choosing Calm Over Chaos

    Wow, what a week. The world feels crazy right now with this Coronavirus pandemic. Lots of people have lots of opinions. The entire thing is politically divisive. The media is creating an even greater divide, inducing panic and fear. Yesterday, the energy was palpable to me. Not a thought-based panic but a body-based felt-sense of the madness within the collective. The dread arrived as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning. I couldn’t rid myself of the anxiety right away but I did work with it throughout the day. Presence over pushing it away. When the world feels like it’s spiraling out of control, I find simple ways to calm my nervous system. Here are 11 ideas for choosing calm over chaos: Breathe. Repeat. Breathe. Repeat. Breathe. Repeat. Go outside. Take in the fresh air. Take a walk. Play with your kids. Pet your dog. Hug your dog. Play with your dog. Watch your dog sleep. Be present with your dog. (They have SO much to teach us about letting things BE!) Journal using a prompt that taps you into your highest self. Don’t write about how you feel today if this whole thing has you out of sorts or panic-stricken; that will…

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    Creativity + Organization = Grounded Self Care

    Tapping into my creativity is my self care. Yes, I have other ways I care for myself like eating well, movement, positive self-talk, gratitude and plenty of rest, but also at the top of that list is creating. I just don’t think I realized or put it into that context until the last few years. For over a quarter of a century I’ve been writer, personally and professionally. For about the past 15 years I’ve written and blogged a lot more personally out of necessity. I feel calmer and more grounded when I write regularly, yet it has only been in the last few years that I’ve put writing in the context of creativity, and have felt a need to explore other ways to achieve similar results. Since that time I’ve continued to write, added in painting and drawing and knitting and chanting and playing ukulele and lettering and poetry. As a doer, it’s been fun to experiment with other ways to be creative beyond writing. Writing has been a way to be creative AND make money. These other artistic endeavors are just for me. As a person who tends to put life in compartments, I like finding things that thread together naturally. And I’ve realized…

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    Knowing and Not Knowing

    I write. It’s the one thing I do consistently, the one thing I’ve continually done to make sense of life. Ideas mill about in my head, and until I sit down, put fingers to a keyboard or pen to paper, thoughts don’t solidify. They stay scattered. It’s unsettling. Writing grounds me. Lately I’ve been feeling out of sorts. In my deepest essence I feel a need for change and I know the general areas that need change but can’t find a clear path forward. Or maybe I’m struggling with commitment. Perhaps old patterns are sabotaging me, or worse yet I’m afraid of succeeding, shining, becoming too big. I am in the last half of my life. That fact really just became clear in the last few months. I don’t know why I didn’t consider it before, but I didn’t, at least not at length. I guess death brings life into greater focus. Nothing has been the same since mom’s passing and Maddie’s coming of age. I often find myself wondering, is this it? Is this all there is? And then the next day there is utter and complete joy. Emotions come and go. It’s hard not to get caught up in them. I am still learning.…