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Settling In -

I am home and come to this quote:

Emily Dickinson: I felt it shelter to speak to you.

Now I am even more home.


Much-needed rain is on the way. I will be on a retreat and away from the computer, for the most part, for four days. May we all be well against battering of all kinds. I look at two roses on my desk, one red, one white. Their petals open differently, and they share one vase. Peace!

Homage -

I haven't posted in awhile. Perhaps I didn't want to share my dismay over this election, or perhaps I am busy working to uncover and discover myself. As many of you know, I've been working on a book. What has become clear is that I can't ignore the six weeks I spent in Nepal, four of those in the mountains, in the Everest region of Nepal. In those days, once I flew into Lukla at 8600 feet, there was no outside contact with the world, no satellite connection. Camera batteries didn't work above a certain altitude, and the trip is held tightly in my chest.

Today, as I was sitting with the pain of trying to look more closely at the trip and what it meant to me, I felt like I was being squeezed along with Princess Leia, Luke, Han, and Chewbacca in the garbage compactor on the Death Star. Why is it so hard for me to re-visit this trip?

I decided to google the Everest Climbers Memorial site and came across this: http://eliasaikaly.com/2014/6706/

I was there in 1993. Clearly this was filmed after 2005. In 1993, there were some simple piles of stones. Had I expected more? I don't know. All I know is I am still held in the gravity of this place that is so high the air is whittled thin, and yet, maybe emotion and feeling sharpen on thin air, as life and death share so clearly the guiding lines of breath.

Somehow this video helps me understand why I am struggling so to write this part of me, and yet, seeing it, I also know it is something I have to do. We need to share our heights and depths, especially when they rock the earth, this earth we share, this earth turning the body of all of us as one.

Unchopping a Tree by W.S. Merwin -

I rarely review books on Amazon but W.S. Merwin's book, Unchopping a Tree, is a true gem.

I posted this, this morning on Amazon. I am stroked and touched by the leaves in this book that open me to the leanings and learnings of trees.


This book contains all we need to know. I am stroked by holding it in my hand, then, opening each page carefully, pages given by a tree, with words and drawings that reach inside, and take me apart and put me together again and again. This book is a treasure, and a wonderful gift for one’s self and others. I am held in the friendship and teachings of trees. I am moved to open and close with the breath of leaves, leaves of a book, leaves of trees.

I recommend this book. It will feed something you may not even know you need.

James Hillman on "Freedom"!

James Hillman: "I'm saying that we haven't thought about the idea of freedom enough. It needs to be internalized as an inner freedom from "demand" itself: the kind of freedom that comes when you're free from those compulsions to have and to own and to be someone. For example, there is the kind of freedom that Nelson Mandela must have experienced when he was imprisoned. He completely lost his freedom in the outer world, yet he found freedom within. That's an example that broadens our current limited idea of freedom: that I can do any goddamn thing I want on my property; that I am my own boss and don't want government interference; that I don't want anybody telling me what I can and can't do; that we've had too much regulation, and so on. This is the freedom of a teen-age boy.

From America on the Couch, Psychological Perspectives on American Politics and Culture by Pythia Peay.

Touch One Moment!

"Drink your tea slowly and reverently… As if it is the axis on which the earth revolves. Slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future. Live the actual moment. Only this moment is life.
When you touch one thing with deep awareness, you touch everything. When you touch one moment with deep awareness, you touch all moments."

~ Thich Nhat Hanh

Intention for Today

Being Peace

I trust how I’m evolved
Eyes simple and compound
I bend to hold what comes
Circle root, stem, and ground

Morning Thoughts!

My brother will start chemotherapy on Monday.

bardcat posts this: Fear & Hatred ~
600 people showed up one night this week at the old courthouse in the town where I live.
With the exception of a single voice, a Jewish woman, the three hour gathering protested the creation of a mosque and cemetery on 120 acres owned by our Muslim friends.
A Southern Baptist preacher joined the crowd and spoke of the danger of a place for Muslims to worship. Not sure the cemetery idea bothered him much.
No other clergy, if there, said a word. Reminds me of the early days of the civil rights movement.
A woman said, “We got a Muslim president eight years ago who only supports Muslims.”
A man said, “A place like this would only draw terrorists to our town.”
The undercurrent was like this: ‘The U.S. Constitution be damned. We got our Bibles we follow.’
I kindly suggest the folks in the crowd do not know the Constitution or follow the Bible.
The commission voted a six week moratorium on licenses for any religious organization while they whispered with their lawyers.

I am sobered by this. I think Trump and the Republican party have stirred up such hatred, that whether or not Hillary wins, we may not be able to be brought back together as a nation. Perhaps it is a minority that kills the dog of a family who places a pro-Hillary sign in their yard in Texas. Perhaps these are isolated cases, at least that is what I want to say to myself, but then, Jeff posts the above, and I wonder how there can be so much hatred in this country right now.

We have so much. Is that the problem? I recently read Sebastian Junger's book Tribe, On Homecoming and Belonging. Do we need war to come together, crisis? Can't we come together in peace, recognizing each one of us comes to our own conclusions, has our own needs, but ultimately we share a planet, rich and abundant enough to feed us all, educate us all, and yet, there is this fear, of what?

I am of an age where I might prefer to be clothed on the beach. Sunblock isn't great for the skin, so unless I am swimming I wear long sleeves and long pants. How is it not okay if another chooses to be clothed on the beach? How does that threaten me? I keep trying to understand, and more and more I come to knowing I need to nurture peace from within, to gently stroke the softness there, the tenderness, the vulnerability, the love. I don't want to hate. I will not hate, so it seems of late almost a conscious need to every moment, moment after moment, moment by moment, to offer blossoms to the world, a world I love, a world for which I am grateful and for which I care.

I am with the words of Rumi: There is a fountain inside of you. Don't walk around with an empty bucket.


I'm Toastmaster tonight at my Toastmasters club and I'm perusing John Fox's book, Finding What You Didn't Lose in a search for ease and insight.

I come across these quotes:

Brenda Ueland: Think of yourself as an incandescent power, illumined perhaps, and forever talked to by God and his messengers.

Rabindranath Tagore: Children with the freshness of their senses come directly to the intimacy of this world. This is the first great gift they have.

Rainer Maria Rilke: Almost all of our sadnesses are moments of paralysis of feeling when we can no longer hear our surprised feelings living.

e.e . cummings: It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.

Announcing Revitalizing!

This morning, I am with self-motivation. It's so easy to go "slack". I'm working to avoid that, to hold the tension in the opposites, to hold and know my center, and allow it both softness and strength. I want to be vulnerable with myself.

I know that creativity is an act of self-love. In cultivating my creativity, I inspire on self-love, and in that, am more visible. Hmmmm!

I want to integrate the parts of my life, to not keep anything separate. Two words are guiding me right now: Integration and Visibility. I call it my Interval IV. I bring forth. I nourish from within.

I announce this here because it seems part of visibility, part of being visible to myself as I curl and curve and circulate to allow myself to unfold, to unfold into being integrated, visible and whole.