Moon Cycles
What a fine point I can put on this moment and that Which points toward deeper meaning. Understanding. Borne. Or not.
What a fine point I can put on this moment and that Which points toward deeper meaning. Understanding. Borne. Or not.
Of course it may be challenging to alter social media behavior given the current state of competition for likes and followers that has grown so fraught as to be artificially hyper-inflated by the ability to purchase statistical favor by the thousands. But over time—with diligent and mindful practice—we would see the artifice fall away as all the “oxygen in the room” gets taken up by Love and Life-Affirming Heart-Centered Well Wishes for each other.
the only love we know is the love we make. A TransFormation Plan is coming together.
It’s a funny thing to speak in front of strangers. Strangers who arrive at a common destination can have more potential for intimacy, resonance, and shared perspective than blood relatives. Speaking in care-full and curated spaces can also uplift and spotlight our emotional edges in a very real way. This is why we stand up ... rinse and repeat.
Containing WATER ... Incanting FIRE ... Regenerating EARTH ... Crafting METAL ... Renewing AIR
The white mind, in order to choose to face and address multifaceted and intersectional traumas, must first understand community and emotional safety in a fresh way -- as a vulnerable seeker of support, encouragement, and love; as a wounded, perhaps broken, traveler -- not as a provider of exceptionality ... and most definitely not as a trader seeking an upper handed gain.
52 Days ago I started a process of listening to my heart with an ... open heart. It has been amazing and I will continue this, ideally for 7 more cycles, to complete a full year. I am also 52 years old and on my birthday quipped that I'm now officially "a full deck" (and I love to play cards). This post is a tribute to the abundant love that is everywhere we seek it.
I want to heal my intensity so that the love I have for life, for myself, for others, shines through and becomes contagious. Mental - literal brain/head pressure - overheats my body-mind-spirit like the planet, and if I want to do my part to get that to slow down, to reverse global warming, I need to truly chill, deconstruct, unpack, and reverse the programming that keeps me spinning. I am slowly facing my complicity.
My point is this: for better or worse, middle-aged women, the "sandwich" generation caring for their children and their aging parents, while juggling careers and performing as the "you can have it all" epitome of the American Dream on the shoulders of gazillions of feminists who have come before us, are the foundation of society and the seismic quake to crack that foundation wide open is underway. Do we care? Do we have any collective capacity to care?
What do we know and think about security? How just is access to work and what are our notions of "good" work? What are notions?