Some people say they are not creative or expressive. But in actuality, they are expressing all the time. Perhaps not in the traditional way we know that to be, through an art form, music, writing, theatre and other forms. But being in physical is a form of expression. Our body is expressing on our behalf all the time. It expresses repressed emotions in the form of illness and imbalance. Same for our mind. And our life. Whatever we see around us in our environment, the people, the events in our personal lives, are all forms of expression, telling the story of our life. Continue reading
One of the biggest things I am noticing as I move more and more into my embodied enlightenment is how people are so deeply stuck in the mind. Most people are not in their bodies. Their brains are on overload. For the most part they have not acknowledged their soul. Their radiance is very low for that reason. Continue reading
Tonight I took my customary walk around my apartment complex. I really enjoy it, especially at night when I can hear crickets, and generally there are few people about. Tonight I was feeling especially detached. Not too much enthusiasm. In fact the last few weeks had been pretty low for me. There seemed to be a free-floating anxiety. There was a boredom, even a feeling of not really wanting to be here anymore. Continue reading
Years ago when in my twenties, I left New Jersey and a controlling Greek father behind, and drove, with a college boyfriend, to a small midwest town named Iron River, Wisconsin.
We lived for almost a year in a small cabin type home in the woods, along with another young couple. What could be more exciting and new?
What started out as just a vacation ended up being more. I worked at the local fishing pole factory, since jobs there were scarce. My days involved wrapping wire around fishing poles, and inadvertently inhaling solvent based glue without proper ventilation. (Back in the early 70’s). Continue reading