sparking joy

To be organized feels like greeting a clean slate every time, feels like unearthing dormant potential. THAT is what “sparks joy” – which she over and over again describes as her central objective.

curses and milennial gaps

Sitting on kitchen counters, we talked about spirituality and religion, especially visualization, and differences between devotion and reification. Then we moved on to politics and gender pronouns, before social media, but especially Tumblr.

Cheers!

Happy 2019, everyone! Mine is off to a strange but motivating start, having woken up to a low bossy voice (think: ghost in A Christmas Carol) saying, “Don’t run out the clock on the rest of your life.” It is rather bold, straight forward guidance, isn’t it? Yet still feels like a koan. So I…

sneaky mind

Having decided to spend more time blogging and away from Facebook in the coming year, this morning I searched and scrolled through random blogs. I’m curious about how to build a real sense of community through this notes-in-a-bottle-from-disparate-islands medium, and also to see what balances people find for themselves with regard to their blogging identities….

Dear Facebook (looking forward, 2018 –> 2019)

You know, I wouldn’t mind the time-suck factor at all, if at the end I actually felt closer to those I connect with there, ‘more’ in touch. So I can’t really pretend it is a ‘protest’ decision sparked by the new revelations of fraudulent anti-privacy practices.

Social media originally felt intimate to me… as though I could incorporate socializing with people and ‘daily functioning’ in a warm and interesting manner. It was almost seamless, also people-affirming and life-affirming in a way that took the edge off of not working in a company or having much family in town…

Collision with the Infinite

Picked up a surprising book written by Suzanne Segal, who’d been a student of Maharishi Mahesh Yogi before becoming disillusioned with aspects of the TM organization. It is written in a matter-of-fact way for being, by the end, a quite revolutionary story about awakening and the ‘no-self’ insight, and uncannily, its arrival is perfectly timed…

healing crisis, part 2

I cried a lot again today, after a few days of laughter and celebratory hoopla. Mostly: baking. It was, it is, a wonderful holiday. Although still in healing crisis, it was the healthiest I’ve felt for Christmas in over 5 years, and we planned very well for once, events scattered with days in between, starting…

looking back, 2018 (part 2)

Before my daughter and I settled in to watch the 2016 election results come in (with several craft beers and lots of snacks), she pulled a Tarot card: The Tower, Reversed. It is a card that means change, with an image that indicates turbulence and upheaval.