Sitemap - 2024 - Becoming Real

I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again. - Georgia O'Keeffe

the light came to find me and all I had to do was follow

the aneurysm was a cocoon, a cave, a secret summer hideout where I waited, surrounded by soft walls

Madwoman: A poym for the Wilderness

Rest. Eat. Let joy fill your heart. (A fairy tale about a magical dream adventure)

Inside my healing house, a woman is resting. Her limbs float - heavy and light. Strong and then weak. Her toes are right where they’ve always been. Her fingers stiff one moment, loose the next.

My brain is different. It wants to do different things - many of which involve lying prone on sofas and chairs. And that is exactly how it should be.

Report from the outside edge of a stroke - a journey into the deep deep deep

A very quick post

Back from Portland, I am wearing the white lace duster that I was (until now) afraid to wear over a lopsided cropped tee (gray)with green harem pants and lime green Keds

Rose oil and arnica in all the open spaces

I was dictating notes when I caught a glimpse of my face in the rear view mirror. "I look . . . old," I thought and wincing, I pushed the mirror away. This was the beginning of a constellation of love

A quick note for paid subscribers

"I am not a being with a face. I am not an angel with wings. These images are representations of me yet I am more than what they convey and I am not limited by them - except in your perception."

Giving voice to the invisible - how channeling is like singing more than one note at a time. Kind of.

Sometimes, we believe we’re awake. Walking through a field of wildflowers, gazing toward a forest.

The Becoming Real Workshops

“I’m eager to know what is bubbling up next. Of all the things... ever… your gentle work has been the most powerful. Truly, the most meaningful, transformational work. You taught me how to see.”

Everything is speaking. Everything is singing. Listen to the language without words. Intuition. Sensation. Embodied Wisdom.

Follow butterflies, listen to bees - become a dandelion, face turned toward the sun. Experience the aliveness of the illuminated encounter when everything becomes visible, when everything is revealed

Two women are going through my boxes and David Letterman asks, "What are you?" and I go to the movies with my Kabbalah teacher and a man asks me, "What is a Soul Caller?"

Dislocation: Earthquake, Eclipse, a month of the flu

A poem about lavender and love and a visit to the lake house with a campfire at the end and more love.

A plate of good things

Ridiculously quiet inside.

You will miss most of the sunrises and nearly every drop of rain. You cannot possibly gather the star dust that comes streaming over your head every moment of every day.

Transmission: These fearful thoughts are not yours. As you move through this time of turmoil, we are surrounding you in blessing.

Intuitive listening is different from everyday hearing

I've been sick. I feel better. This is a (small and significant) miracle.

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