Grounded and Rooted in the body
When I forget my spiritual practices…
Sometimes my spiritual and mindfulness practices lapse. Want to know what gets me back in rhythm?
Sometimes my spiritual and mindfulness practices lapse. Want to know what gets me back in rhythm?
My magical power is personal development and taking care of my family. What’s yours?
I can’t believe it. I mean I get like this, but dang. It’s been too long. Since the last time I’ve written here’s what’s happened: I fell in love with the Marne (a local river). I miss being closer to the Marne. It’s magical. I had a brief flirtation with Read more…
And for this week’s practice, I intend to do nothing. That’s right! I’m doing not a god dang thing. Why, you may ask? I’m doing nothin because it’s time to. All these new practices have brought me to a place where a bit of rest and reflection is needed. I Read more…
In this whole Mama gig I thought I was alone. And then for a minute, I was alone. I mean, I wasn’t totally alone. There just was a slight decrease in presence and support. Now that things are back to normal, I can see how supported I was and am. Read more…
Well, see what had happened was… a lot of shit.. No really, a lot of shit happened. It got a little crazy and I stopped connecting. I stopped connecting because I forgot to breathe. I had no space to breathe. It was painful. It still is a little painful. Oddly Read more…
Why again? Because last week kicked my ass. Honestly, the past few weeks have kicked my ass. I would love to say my essence bubbled up easily and I was able to focus on it every morning until it oozed out my pores. What actually happed is that the trees Read more…
This week, my challenge is to become more rooted into my essential self….um whatever that is. The trees around me describe it as their treeness. That description makes sense and confuses me at the same time. I’m human. There’s all these things I ascribe to who I am. When I think Read more…
Lot’s has happened since the last time I posted anything. Let’s see: Gave birth to a healthy baby boy I finally found some mouse poop A headless mouse appeared in the garden We moved back to France. It feels odd, yet good, to be here. The boys are thriving, my Read more…
I’ll be honest. This week really kicked my ass. Grounding into Mother Earth through my feet wasn’t too hard. At least once a day, I’d check in with my feet. Then, I’d inhale down into Mother Earth and exhale back into my feet. This practice was great for bringing me Read more…