If you're reading this, you survived a world pandemic. But the cortisol and adrenaline that you survived on for over a year aged you. I know, because I had COVID (twice). I remember that super-stressed feeling from the years after my husband passed. But you survived it! Time to release all that stress and focus on moving forward with intention and joy. Here's a way to do that...
I began exploring my shadow selves shortly after my husband died. Not because I wanted to but because I had to. There were parts of me that wanted it to be okay that I was afraid and angry but I was too much of a Southern girl to acknowledge them. Now is the right time to acknowledge the power of these suppressed selves and to let them walk in the light along side us so they don't do anything in the dark that can hurt us.
It's been a long year of isolation. Perfect for internal contemplation. Something is waiting to be born inside you. Do you know what it is yet? Perhaps a lesson from the sea will help.
Nature is bursting with energy right now so is a good time to take that into yourself and recover from the darkness of this last pandemic year!
Nature is pollinating the world like crazy this spring. She's trying to insure the survival of plants and trees with the help of bees, butterflies, hummingbirds and other pollinators. Now that you're older and wiser, and survived a pandemic, what would you like to help to survive? It's an important question for us all and one with a highly personal answer!
A lesson from a wildflower walk in how to honor both your fragility and your strength.
It's easy to feel abandoned and scared during a pandemic. Easy to see ourselves as alone and unloved in the best of times. But the reality is that we are always being watched by the eyes of love. Here's how I see my life issues reflected in the Easter narrative.
Are you dragging your tired, broken dreams around with you in a too-heavy backpack? If so, unpack that nasty old thing. See what's in there and let that stuff go! It's spring! You've got new dreams trying to live through you. Make room for them!
I want to pull this winter off like a pair of ill-fitting long johns. Walking in the woods I tripped over an ancient secret that nature uses to escape the sludge of winter. Maybe it can help you, too?
COVID has brought every last one of us a traumatic experience. This trauma runs the gamet: Broken lives, broken dreams, broken bank accounts, broken marriages, broken families, and way too many funerals. Trauma's biggest impact is that it reduces our sense of safety. To feel safe again, we must grieve what we've lost.
Sometimes we need to get away. We need to take a little trip for NO REASON AT ALL. When we do, we give ourselves permission to find the beauty that lives all around us, to watch a cloud, and see a landscape transform as the miles roll by. A little trip is good for the soul.
This has been such a year of angst and anxiety. So many tumultuous events and divisiveness have unsettled us all. But we can find happiness and release anxiety even in times such as this. When we reclaim the ancient practice of surrender, we are freed to enjoy our life.
It's so easy to be held hostage by our fears, especially now. It's tempting to either give into fear or slap on a "Brave Face." Something different happens when you let fear be a messenger.
Sometimes it's hard to see what's right in front of us. Sometimes it's hard to do the right thing. Maybe it's time to do both as we remember struggles from the past and the work of Martin Luther King, Jr.
Pick a star word and let it guide your year!
The frightening levels of political rancor and COVID infections are keeping us at arms-length from one another. But looking heavenward shows us planets rotating around the sun in an orderly fashion; each without worry about whether the others are doing it in the "right way."
It's been a dark winter already. As I plant my indoor bulb gardens, I'm feeling as shriveled up as the tulips and amaryllis. Careful watering is the secret to a bulb garden blooming. We're a lot like bulbs, we have everything we need to grow already inside us but we, too, need careful watering. Who and what will nurture your growth this winter? Think carefully about the question because you deserve to bloom in 2021.
Who isn't ready for 2020 to be over? But here's the thing: If you don't mourn your losses from this devastating and challenging year now you'll be dragging a moldy steamer trunk the size of Texas, full of dirty clothes, into the New Year. Mourning is an ancient, sacramental practice that is so appropriate for this time!
When our loved ones die, part of them lives on in us, for better or for worse.
It's hard to stay upbeat in the fear and isolation of COVID. It's particularly hard when you're alone. But there's a technique you can use to hardwire happiness into your brain! It's easy, it's fun, and it really works!
Maybe it's the late-summer heat, maybe it's the political insanity of the 2020 Elections, maybe it's too many days a cooped up in our own minds during COVID, but what's simmering on the back burner of our minds deserves our attention. A slow stew of ideas is cooking just as fall arrives.
COVID numbers are disturbing, so is the information about the economy. But how long can we afford to stay hyper-alert emotionally? How long can we allow ourselves to be beaten up by divisive political rhetoric from the far left and far right in the news and social media? How can you find peace in the small things?