Navigating life through grandparenthood, chronic illness, dream work, and other inspirations
Picture a stage; empty except for two chairs. Now picture yourself, seated, in one of those chairs. Just you facing an empty chair. If you are familiar with the Gestalt practice, you know where this is going. In dream study, I’ve learned that all aspects of a dream can be representative of self. Visualizing the […]
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Deborah from AWISEWOMANSJOURNEY posted this quotation a few weeks back and its words have haunted me. This week I invite you to join me as I contemplate the question posed. Need some guidance for proceeding? Here’s what I do: Read the quotation three times and note what stands out.(For example, I was struck by the […]
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Appreciation and acknowledgment. Two things I liked to affirm at the end of my workshops or classes. To each individual participant I’d offer gratitude for one thing I’d gained from them and acknowledgment of their journey by offering a wish. As we welcome in a New Year, I thought this exercise would adapt well here. […]
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My mother with her Christmas nails. (Read story here) After he painted them, my son FaceTimed us so we could all see. Mom was radiant with joy to see all of us on the iPad my son-in-law had provided. On his next visit, Jay took her down to see the Christmas lights in the lobby […]
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Mom, having survived three heart attacks, is now back in her nursing home under quarantine. Not that we can see her anyway; everything is back in lockdown. But there is a loophole. Two essential workers, meeting the Provincial criteria and having been cleared by a COVID test, can visit. My sister applied as she lives […]
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“Who would dress like that?!” Brad immediately regretted the outburst, but having just stepped into the warmth and wiping the wintry slush from his eyes, he was taken off guard. Loretta Vox stood, back to the doorway, a looming presence in black, save for the glitter of a tiara in her upswept hair and a […]
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Assigned to teach Civics, a dry subject in itself, I looked for ways to keep the class engaged. One day we were examining the language of some bill or another (can’t remember which) and in order to break the painful disinterest, I decided to read it out loud in my best imitation of the Queen […]
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“I am Bwana! Wild woman of the Amazon!” This the declaration of my 5-year-old self, who left to her own devices, would wander the nearby woods for hours each day, living like a feral child. No idea where the “bwana” came from, and pretty sure I did not know what the Amazon was, but such […]
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That’s my warrior self. (Well, one of them.). Now tell me about yours. Looking forward to these responses. To participate, create a post and leave a link, or comment below. All welcome.
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I called you.That one time.Poured my heart out…such despair. I called you.You weren’t there.Left a message –garbled wordsrushed to beatinevitable beep. Regret immediatethen panicineradicable the outpouring of a lonely heartfantasizing. I called you.You didn’t answer.You never called back. Thank you for that. *** This week, I challenged us to think about phone calls that changed […]
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