Re-engaging with my blog, after long periods of hiatus, is honoring my practice to follow what pulls me.
My pull to blogging always comes with the query, “Why blog? Why now?” The broadest, clearest motivation is to juice INSPIRATION, my drug of choice.
Inspiration pulls me up by the bootstraps, when I’m dragging, disenchanted, and challenged.
Inspiration enlivens me and generates a desire to pass some of its magical alchemy on to others.
Puppy Tara, our six-year old golden retriever, is my Bodhisattva. She continues to teach me about presence, living in the moment, taking long naps, stretching my body—and playing!
These are a few of my favorite things…
I LOVE…travel to distant lands, intimate conversations, the first light of morning, laughing ‘til I cry, walks in the forest, being there for others, cuddling Tara, Beauty in all of its forms, free flow days without a schedule. Oh! And silence! Ahhhhhhhhh.
I LOVE…being a wife, step-mom, grandparent, friend. I’m the last living member of my nuclear family. Native of Chicago, USA, I relished childhood summers with grandparents in Michigan. The forest was my grandmother’s cathedral. I inherited her reverence for the Natural World.
I LOVE…making bold moves!
Bold, for me, can be as tiny an action as applying paint in my visual journal, if I slip out of creative play mode.
Bold is as grand as swimming with 60 ft. humpback whales in the deep blue waters of the Caribbean, as I did for my 69th birthday. When following a dream feels bold, and fear arises, I always pay attention. The intuitive inquiry is especially rich, when bold and fear show up together.
Dear Reader, thank you for checking out my blog. As we meet in this moment, my blessing wishes fly to you. Meo
What you can plan
is too small
for you to live.
What you can live
will make plans
for the vitality
hidden in your sleep.*
*Quote from David Whyte’s poem, “What to remember when waking.”