I hope you’re enjoying midsummer even in the midst of uncertainty in the world.
I took a month away from social media, including writing this blog, in order to step away from the opinions and happenings of the world. This reprieve allowed me to enjoy the sweetness of my work, watch Hamilton (twice), read, and rest. I enjoyed a relaxed pace during my days. Spent time with loved ones, watched Netflix, stayed home, and slept longer.
I found the restoration had a surprising impact.
I wanted more. So did my body and my mind. So, I’m following this inner invitation to do less and engage the world slowly. I’m curious about what is unfolding within and around me. And I’m watching as the creative impulse is waking up. Wondering what will come of this change of pace. But certainly not rushing it.
The idea of a “Gone Fishing” sign hung on my door feels deeply appealing.
And I don’t fish. I do appreciate the natural world and have been basking in long walks in the woods, watching rainstorms, and sitting by a mountain lake. Watching bald eagles fly, ducks dive for food, fawns scamper, and a bear eat our trash. All magnificent, my favorite was the bear climbing into our trash enclosure. He was nimble and enjoyed the early morning for his exploration.
Until we got wise and locked our trash in the garage. I kinda miss that furry gymnast.
Another hot topic filling my conversations is the approach of the school year. Big decisions across the board as I listen to administrators, teachers, students, and parents. Every level of education, from preschool through graduate school, is being upended. The choices are varied. The opinions are strong. The reactions are vulnerable. The solutions are creative. The disappointments are endless.
And it could all change tomorrow. Such is the world we live in.
More and more, I’m dropping into the precious moment. The Now Moment. Into the report of sweet encounters between people. Into relaxation and my resting body. Into memories of good times. Into the practice of breathing deeply. Everything seems precious.
While it doesn’t seem like rocket science, it makes a lot of sense.
In one of my quieter moments, I was thinking about SisterHood families. And those in neighborhoods who have been deeply affected by the loss of jobs and the higher cost of food. Thinking about how Burlington City kids would be returning to school. Or not. Exploring what I could do to help.
When the phone rang.
My friend, Rev Hilda, was calling to let me know of the sudden death of a long time SisterHood volunteer. Nothing COVID related. Just a precious life ended suddenly. With the broad reaching impact on loved ones, friends, and community that loss always brings. I worked a lot with Evelyn. Saw her live through some troubles and courageously come through them. She was happy. Proud of herself. Connected with her family. The future looked bright.
You just never know what this precious life will bring. Nor what it takes away.
I wondered how I could pay my respects to a family who didn’t know me. And then I realized that I could pay my respect of Evelyn by paying it forward. To take an action that was aligned with her daily volunteer work. Giving back to the SisterHood community. Taking care of the vulnerable kids. Something Evelyn did with enthusiasm in a community that welcomed her into their lives.
You don’t have to know Evelyn to help me act like her.
Worlds apart, I imagine you share something in common with her. The desire to give of yourself. To share. To make the world a little easier for kids and their parents. If you’re interested in supporting the SisterHood School Supply Drive, scroll down for the flyer. Any NEW school supplies for K – 12 will be useful. It doesn’t make a difference if the kids are heading to school, choosing a hybrid option, or going the virtual option. As my daughter recently reminded me, kids still need school supplies.
I’ll be at Soul Sanctuary for the Sidewalk School Supply Drive on Saturday, August 22nd from 9 – 11am.
Free free to drive by and drop off some supplies. Bring a mask and have a lovely outdoor distance visit. If you’d rather I shop for you, that works. Reach out to me via email and let me know what serves you. If that day doesn’t fit in your schedule, I’ll let you know what day you can drop supplies on my front door step at Soul Sanctuary. Thanks for your help here or wherever you offer it in the world.
Peace be with you and with all. No exceptions.
We can get overwhelmed when thinking about the inequity in homes and schools. The reality that many kids don’t get back to school shopping nor show up with basic supplies, such as a notebook or pencil, is heartbreaking. Yet stories of teachers, neighbors, volunteers, and kind people abound. Remember to focus on the good! And the potential to do good. It not only primes your brain for good health, resilience, and emotional wellbeing. It might lead you to be the one who makes the difference for someone in need! Win. Win.
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In September, I’m returning to the Temples of Humankind in Damanhur, Italy. It feels like an understatement to claim that this is a place of power, mystery, and majesty. Yet, I’ve found this to be true for myself and those I’ve met who’ve traveled within the extraordinary to the Temples and the community of Damanhur.
One cool Spring morning, I stepped on the treadmill at the gym looking forward to walking a few miles. Recovering from an injury, I had to walk at a moderate pace so I had brought my copy of What Is Enlightenment? magazine to explore. I always found something to inspire me within this publication focused upon consciousness, culture, and cosmos.
Stress is a natural experience in life. It’s often viewed as a doorway to disruption of wellbeing, peace of mind, and a clear navigational path in a challenging situation.
I’m a bit of a news hound these days. As one who hasn’t watched a newscast in years, I’m surprising myself. Ordinarily, I wait for the news to come to me. And it does. When something is important for me to know or respond to, I hear about it. Kind friends, clients, my husband, or a random stranger share a soundbite which cues me to look into a situation further. I’ve been very comfortable with this level of engagement for years now.
In the midst of our country’s woes, I’ve got Lucinda Williams singing in my head.
“You can’t rule me
you wanna go and tell me what’s good for me
you wanna tell me what I’m payin’ for
Well, the game is fixed, it’s plain to see
I ain’t playin’ no more”
I drove through a hail storm today. It began gently, offering a musical accompaniment to my journey. Intensifying, the hail noisily demanded my attention.
