Friday, June 22, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Rock and roll moment of the week
Here is "I throw my rock and roll into the water" by Hank.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
A walk
We are so blessed to live in a community rich with natural places to play. A grey wet winter tends to keep this a secret, but with spring creeping in I sense my kids really needing to get outside.
Last week we made it out on a sunny day to play at one of our neighborhood parks.
What I needed the most was the reminder to sit back
and watch what caught their fancy, to let them lead me for awhile.
Of course, we had to get right up close to the creek, at first I didn't think I was up to it, all my grown up concerns got in the way, but in the end their curiosity won me over. I'm so glad it did!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
A lot to catch up on...
I'm going to start blogging again, I keep thinking it and I keep thinking I don't have time to do it, but I'm going to do it, I really am...so many thoughts about so many things keep floating in and out of my mind, they need a place to go, and not just in my private journal. For me 2012 is already about living my life authentically and for me, that is about sharing. My intention this year, is to be brave! I'll be writing more about that in the weeks to come.
Sharing my writing and ideas is often very scary to me, I fear rejection, misunderstanding, judgement. Maybe even a little bit of me fears the opposite, acceptance and understanding. It is sometimes hard for me to be seen, I feel shy, raw and exposed. That's what being brave is about for me, stepping into those feelings and welcoming them in. It's about stepping into my shadows with the light of compassion and courage. If I never do that, this will only be a life half lived, I am terrified, but I don't want to waste this "one wild and precious life".
Sharing my writing and ideas is often very scary to me, I fear rejection, misunderstanding, judgement. Maybe even a little bit of me fears the opposite, acceptance and understanding. It is sometimes hard for me to be seen, I feel shy, raw and exposed. That's what being brave is about for me, stepping into those feelings and welcoming them in. It's about stepping into my shadows with the light of compassion and courage. If I never do that, this will only be a life half lived, I am terrified, but I don't want to waste this "one wild and precious life".
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