A Return to Listening

light under waterTomorrow is the first day of my birth month, and also the day I will embark on 40 days of Listening as I complete my 40th year. When we come into this world, we cannot speak. We can only express our needs through the most primal of means… crying, smiling, nursing, nestling, hugging, sleep. And most of the time – simply listening, watching, learning. As babies, we embody pure self-expression, observation, love, and compassion in one.

We begin to recognize ourselves as individuals so very gradually after our emergence from the One, the Source. In the meantime, we tune in so absolutely to the energy around us, as we still understand ourselves as part of that Source, One with everything around us. We relate to ourselves as part of the whole – and especially that which nurtures us. Continue reading

It’s a New Day and I’m Feelin’ Good

 

Dont Have to be Perfect - SteinbeckI never have been much of a journal person.  Any diary, notebook, or calendar meant for recording the ins and outs of day-to-day life, confessing my innermost thoughts and feelings, or even just keeping track of appointments and other obligations has often lain empty or abandoned after a few paltry attempts at use.

Maybe it’s because I keep so much in my mental filing system. I’m lucky enough to have landed a photographic memory, though with a seeming total inability to organize outside of my head. No doubt, this has left many a frustrated parent, teacher, employer and friend in my wake over the years… but all in all, I do ok. As the saying goes, “A messy desk is the sign of an organized mind.” Continue reading