Many are exhausted, short-fused, and sitting in a kind of pressure cooker that often makes no rational sense. There’s grief, irritation, and even a deep burning rage…the energy to me feels like a dragon’s fire. It is erupting through me…It’s amazing, exhausting, and sometimes scary…The challenge now is to feel it all, even the rage, and set ourselves free without burning down what we need and want to remain. ~ Jenny Schiltz
I’ve noticed how some of us pay cursory attention to nature, while others experience a deep awareness of and connection with the...
The British phrase to throw a spanner in(to) the works means to cause disruption, to interfere with the smooth running of something. ~ Wordhistories.net
Just when I was taking a cautious breath of relief that LA area fires were not heading north toward Santa Barbara, that fond belief is crushed. Ventura is just one county south and far too close for comfort.
I suppose it’s credulous to imagine that the new administration could deter the Santa Ana winds (which seem a tiny bit manufactured, going on for such length and in such...
I appreciate the notion of resting in neutral. Being in the now, neither pushing toward something I want nor avoiding something I don’t. With the situation in the US, we’re in an enforced neutral position, waiting for the artificial structure called time to ratchet us into the next degree of outward freedom with the January 2025 inauguration of President Trump.
The need for connection and community is primal, as fundamental as the need for air, water, and food. ~ Dean Ornish
I escaped growing up in the digital age. While I’m not a digital native, I’ve been steeped for decades in the culture of email, followed by rudimentary group chats, texting, and eventually sophisticated Internet communications.
I shudder to think how isolated I would feel now without electronic communication. True, there was always the telephone and letters sent by mail. But Internet communication has become more important to me than ever over the...
And I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight?
~Phil Collins, In the Air Tonight
Imagine focusing for a few seconds and transporting yourself instantly to your destination. Kind of like a mental transporter without having to stand in that spotlight on the transporter deck of the Enterprise.
And no danger of materializing unexpectedly in an inconvenient locale… or failing to re-materialize.
The battles that count aren’t the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourself…that’s where it’s at. ~ Jesse Owen
Not to be inconsistent, but I’m really not over my angst about people wearing masks. A mental exclamation point and eye roll were my reactions yesterday when I was in a parking lot and saw a woman wearing TWO tightly fitted N95 masks, elastics crisscrossing the back of her head.
I find myself increasingly longing for consistency. Not so much in the world, that’s fruitless. But in my self, in my moods, in my dealings with life....
Watching my mind is like watching the antics of a hyperactive two-year-old. Since I’m an adult with serious responsibilities, I like to pretend that my mind’s antics are of paramount importance.
Instead of being content to gaze dreamily out the sliding door at the glorious, sunny morning after months of mostly fog, my mind pokes me to add more water to the cats’ food. I dutifully arise and do...
Wonder if the sun is gonna come again, things are looking bad…
Tell me if you gotta build a world what that world would be…
Tell me if it’s gonna be a home for all humanity…
~Cat Stevens, The Rain
News reports insist I should be worried because California is undergoing torrential rain dumped by atmospheric rivers. Catastrophic flooding throughout much of the state is predicted; a major levee broke in Monterey County. A friend in Silicon Valley texted that she’s turning off her phone since they’re going...
We’re constantly bombarded with conflicting information and instructions. How to be, what to think, what to believe. What to trust or not trust.
The worst part is that this bombardment can be largely internal. Without glancing at a screen or speaking with someone, our mind continually sifts and sorts through its...
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