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Fresh
To move
Cleanly.
Needing to be
Nowhere else.
Wanting nothing
From any store.
To lift something
You already had
And set it down in
A new place.
Awakened eye
Seeing freshly.
What does that do to
The old blood moving through
Its channels?
~ Naomi Shihab Nye ~
(You & Yours)
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No one else can limit you. If you want to limit yourself, you can. Otherwise, the entire resources of the Universe are yours to use.
~ Yogi Bhajan
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When nothing is holy anymore, all can become holy terror. Terror grows where fears are not faced and entered into, where instincts and intuitions are denied in favor of abstract ideas, fixed beliefs, and ideologies. By fearing fear and not running toward the roar, people create the space for blind terror to grow.
~Michael Meade The World Behind The World |
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Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or
vilify them.
About the only thing you can't do is ignore them.
Because they change things. They invent. They imagine.They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that's never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet
and see a laboratory on wheels?
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do.
(Advertisement for Apple Computer,
snitched - without attribution - from the writings of Jack Kerouac)
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The Golden Child
I have not sent a newsletter since July, so you have not missed anything! I spent July writing for hours almost every day, working on a story for an anthology on love revealed through grief. My focus was my relationship with my dear uncle, the man who raised me from age three to 21. I began with a laundry list of memories of him and things we did together. It was poignant, beautiful, heart-wrenching, teary, grief-filled, and delightful to re-member so many things I had long forgotten. It was a deep excavation of known and unknown layers of love and heartbreak in my life with him as well as a deepening into that little me that adored and felt safe only with him.
The great treasure appeared when I found an old torn black and white photo in my childhood album which I had looked at many times over the years, but had never truly seen until that moment. In that photo, I am about four, sitting on my uncle's knee, looking into his fifty-year-old face and he is looking into mine. My little face is beaming with radiant joy and we both have huge smiles. The love between us is palpable and my heart immediately broke open with tears of love and missing him. As a child, I knew that he knew that I existed! No one else seemed to notice that I was there. I also realized that not only did he bring me joy, but I was a joy to him! I had never taken that in before.
I saw the Golden Child that I was then--an image of myself that had been hidden behind the long-held image of the Trauma Child. I experienced pure grace in this soul retrieval of my Golden Child, as she came alive within me day by day writing. My body shook with deep re-membering as I integrated this energy and presence, and I experienced a profound shift of identification.
Now, I can see and feel this Golden Girl as well as the one who suffered. I also feel that a paradigm shift has happened. Life looks very different through the eyes of the Golden Child than it does through the eyes of the traumatized child--even when this trauma has been worked with for many years and essentially healed. A very powerful shift happens as the identification with trauma completely lets go.
We all have a Golden Child within us, a core of being that has remained utterly pure and untouched by any trauma. started with a list then expanded on it, filling out the details of each event. To read the complete story,
Fall Blessings,
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The Yoga of Samyama & Mysteries of theHeart
An Introduction to Samyama in Boulder
for Meditation, Healing, & Abiding in Silence
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Date and Time to Be Announced
The Adi Shakti Kundalini Yoga Center, Boulder, CO
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I invite you to listen to a short intro to Samyama
from Vol.1, Always at the Beginning
"Being with What Is"
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The Dark Goddess and Ancestral Ceremonies
SHAKTI GODDESS GROVE in Boulder, CO
with
Willow Arleana and Sheila Foster
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October 21 ~ 1:45 - 3:45 PM MT
Adi Shakti Kundalini Yoga Center, Boulder, CO
For info please contact Willow: Email
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TheExtravagant Gesture:
Making Art from the E dge
The extravagant gesture
is the very stuff of creation.
~ Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
November 21, 28, December 5, 12
12 - 1:30 pm ET, 10 - 11:30 am MT
To see some of the art made by participants, please go to:
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Ancestral Ceremonies
June 15 & 16, 2013
The Mystery of the Knowing Field:
Soul Work in a Non-Traditional Constellation Experience
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Digital Downloads Now Available
Prices Reduced!
Meditations from a Women's Mystery School
Invoking the Sacred Feminine
&
Invoking the Sacred Masculine for Women
To listen to samples & purchase CD's & MP3 downloads, please go here
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Samyama Meditations by Sheila Foster
Always at the Beginning, Volume 1,
is an introduction to the practice. Always at the Beginning, Volume 2,
is a guide to using the practice for strong emotions like grief, fear, anxiety and anger.
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