Musings for Weaving the World
The world is woven from stories. These are some of mine.
The world is woven with stories. My stories always start with an image, something that begins to speak to me and then the conversation unfolds in art and words. These musings are a window into the life I am weaving, come have a look…
Welcoming the Darkness of Winter
Shifting of the World
I woke yesterday knowing the world had shifted, that the physical world around me would look the same but I was going to see in a new way. The US election has impacts globally and this time feels pivotal in our collective journey.
Full Flower Moon
Today is the Full Flower Moon, the name reflecting the abundance of blossoms found this time of year. This quote from James Wright's poem "A Blessing" caught my attention as this is the joy within me at different points in my life. You would think…
A Drop of Water
There is something compelling about seeing the world up close. Last year I got a macro lens for my phone and it is one of my favourite ways to explore the world around me.
Emotions
There is always a solution
You may be curious why am I sitting and playing Banagrams by myself (or maybe not but I still think it is worth reading the rest of this). I love playing this game because it reminds me that there is always a solution. Sometimes I need to rearrange the board to make different words but there is always a solution AND getting to the solution is fun as long as I let myself relax and not get wound up about it.
Yesterday I wrapped up a 29 year career with the Kamloops YMCA-YWCA, a lifetime of learning, growing, stretching myself, giving and receiving. I am so grateful for how this organization and the people who are part of it have shaped my life. I will miss regularly seeing the colleagues I have worked beside but I know we are not far from one another. Despite all the fullness I experienced there it is time to follow my heart and soul.
Getting stuck
This week I got stuck. You know like you’re slogging through sticky clay silt at the edge of a river or lake. My thinking got stuck in fear of what is next and then I began trying to control things to make the fear go away. It didn’t work.
How we see things
I have always thought there was such wisdom in this quote by Anais Nin “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.” but in the last two years I have deepened into what is being said.
The Journey of Grief
“Grief is the space where you are no longer” - Michele Walker
Yesterday we said goodbye to our 12 year old cat, Star. It was a difficult decision made easier because she let us know it was time to go and it was still a sad day.
The Simple Gift
I have a practice of doing imaginal journeys where I spend time listening to the wisdom of my inner self, my soul. I often ask if there is something I need to know and always there is an answer but since our souls, our unconscious often uses images and symbols to communicate there is a puzzle to workout the meaning. This week the answer I received was…
Planting Seeds
I had heard whispers for many years that I was called to walk in the world in a new and different way. At one point I got the tattoo of a fiddlehead fern with YES reminding me to say yes to those whispers that start out small and grow into big and beautiful creations. I would make steps towards understanding what this meant for me but I would get stuck and stay there until I heard those whispers again, that tattoo reminding me to say YES. Four years ago I began to move in the direction my Soul - my true self- wanted me to go. It has been a wild adventure of discovering myself and my calling.
Flow
Flow
There is something about flow that speaks to the core of me and permeates everything. On my wonder today - the intentional listening walks in wildish spaces- I brought a question “Where do I see flow being blocked and how is flow reestablishing itself?”
Leaving and Arriving
I’m in this space in between. A space where I am leaving what I have known for years to walk into Mystery, into the unknown.
The Dance
"at the still point, there the dance is... Except for the point, the still point,/There would be no dance, and there is only the dance." That is where we become seers again at the still point;