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Creativity is LOVE (and love gives us permission to play)

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I was adamant about not celebrating my birthday in a big way this year. I was feeling very reclusive and didn't want a ton of attention or the pressure of hosting a party. What I did want was some quality time with a few loved ones, and to bake a cake together. I was trying a new dietary regimen for the sake of my health, avoiding gluten, sugar, and dairy. It seemed exciting to try to bake a cake that met these needs, while enjoying the act of baking itself with some of my besties.   Well, my birthday was March 13 and let's just say most things were canceled (by me!) before I even registered the loss. I am so grateful for the mini-celebrations I got to have on March 13 and 14, and I also felt the loss of the restaurant dinner + movie-games-cake baking togetherness. In age-old fashion, I didn't know what I was missing until it was gone/unavailable, and I realized I'd taken immense joys for granted. Like New York City's awesome subway system, and the wonderful humans ...

Amidst celebration and mourning, living the questions

This Juneteenth marked 14 weeks of living in the corona-nation. It's 15 weeks now and it feels like the extent of losses is becoming unspeakable. Whether it's Black people killed by the police, or deaths from COVID-19, or the long separation of loved ones far away, or new separations brought on by covid migrations. This time is filled with so much. Health, disparity, sickness/dis-ease, death, grief, mourning, loss. The losses of ceremonies I won't attend, friends I won't see for months or years, babies I won't hold anytime soon. The ripping apart of a nation, sifting of those who are upholding systemic racism and those who are tearing it down and dancing on the ashes. I’m with the dancers, even if our feet are covered with ash. 
 “In life as in dance: grace glides on blistered feet” - Alice Abrams. 
 So here we are: gliding, blistered, graceful. 
 How do we mourn amidst an uprising of hope? 
 How do we celebrate alongside the mourning? 
 I don't kno...

bravery, before the bloom

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birds fly it's not just that they're brave enough to bare their tender beating hearts chest-first into wild winds blowing in the open skies no, bravery is inherent to who they are it is actually that lightness of heart that permits flight in fact, demands it as the fullest expression of beings with wings it allows them to meet the winds perfectly, feathers sailing through molecules of blue air, old air, new air birds are never alone they are always going to or from their flocks their friends their foe/s the only times they sail solo wings spread wide, in honor of this gift of flight a freedom, a delight birds are never silent they are always squawking or squealing, or chirping calling to each other with community news and gossip, discussing the state of the winds, and deciding: what should we do next? As MB reminded me often in our coaching sessions: "follow the breadcrumbs" They reminded me of Baba Yaga's wisdom, and t...

Do Your Best

If you have a job, do your best. If you need to, do your best at resting. Make it even better than last time. Enjoy it as much as you can. do things just for pleasure do things for yourself, delight yourself as best you can. talk to your plants. for real, learn their names and commune as best you can. talk to your parents. if you still can, you are lucky, if you can forgive them and ask for forgiveness, even better. If you want help, ask for it as much as you want. If you need something, tell someone, surely someone can point you in the right direction. follow the trail all the way through. go through your mail. look for signs from the universe. collect what you find beautiful, or inspiring. look at/read those often. maybe this is just advice for the lovers of beauty, or all lovers, which means all humanity. m a k e the love last. put on your favorite song dance all one dance together dance on the death of your forever if there comes war, one must fig...

6 Feet of Spaciousness: All One

Dear all, I hope you're faring safely in these turbulent times. I imagine that the full spectrum of human emotions is unleashed as humanity faces a collective crisis, one that brings us to the edges of our individualism. Personally, I love being home, I revel in solitude, I feel well resourced and practiced for this time after being a freelancer working from home for the past 4 years. And, I have a ton of love and capacity for the world right now, and desire to share whatever I can that may be helpful. I'm hearing about the hard edges of this time as people are forced to isolate for safety, and all that it brings up. "Long ago the word  alone  was treated as two words,  all one . To be  all one  meant to be wholly one, to be in oneness, either essentially or temporarily. That is precisely the goal of solitude, to be all one." Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes describes in  Women Who Run with the Wolves . We are not alone and we never were. All spiritual tex...

Love in the time of corona-nation(s)

Hey everyone, if you're like me, you may be feeling overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information bursts about covid-19 AND/or the general sense of panic/advice-giving/speculation etc. I'd like to share a slightly different perspective, in the hopes of offering some calm and grace. Let's all take a deep breath first, together. Inhale (peace) - one...two...three... Exhale (worries) - x....y....z.... If you need to, take another few of those as you appreciate all that is okay or even good about your health, family, and community, and hopefully that can create some space within you. I absolutely agree with and am adhering to all the practical and medical advice. This post is not meant to replace or question those! Please take care of yourself, self-quarantine when necessary, wash your hands, check in on your loved ones and be a good community member locally. Be self-responsive as well as thoughtful about those with increased vulnerability through lower immunity or l...