Creating space for your Dream

Create space for your Dream. A bird doesn’t wait for her egg to hatch before starting to build a nest. She makes space for it long before it’s “found its form.” She gets a feeling in her gut, she feels a Quickening, and starts preparing for it. Once an embryonic idea is “conceived,” it needs space. In your mind at the very least, but before long, it’s going to need literal space, too: a new office, a nursery, a studio. Birds tuck nests into site-specific nooks. If you can’t swing a studio. commandeer a corner, a table, a continent.  Get […]

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Try this for emotional clarity

The world shrieks and clamors for out attention. Sometimes it’s hard to know what’s going on with us. I want to share something I do that helps center me, especially effective if I’m feeling anxious, agitated, bored, restless or depressed. It’s so simple you can do it while waiting in line, stirring a pot or, riding an elevator. Close your eyes to tune out the compelling stream of visual stimuli.  Take a deep breath. And another.  Tune into your Heart area. Picture a hollowed, hallowed space in your chest. Imagine two doors that open this sacred cubbyhole. Take the knobs […]

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Women’s travel stories wanted

I realized I know a whole bunch of women who travel, who are also writers, or at the very least have an interesting voice. I can’t tag you, because I would totally forget someone obvious and then your feelings would be hurt. But for those of you who happen to catch this, you can thank me later. Not all of them pay, but all will help build your bio. Women’s travel stories: pays for quality writing. lists countries for which it needs content. http://www.gonomad.com/2456   http://womentravelblog.com/ http://womentravelblog.com/category/women-travel-writing/   travel site – interesting resources http://www.journeywoman.com/traveltales/travelstories.html   http://trekity.com/travel-stories-submissions/   super short pieces […]

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Home Lake: A Pilgrimage

. Twice in my life I have set out on a spiritual Quest in the mountains. The first time I was 13 years old and turned left on Edwards Street instead of right, and kept walking for 15 miles until I reached the ochre foothills. I was headed for Big Bear in the San Berdu mountains in southern California. A nice mom with a ponytail and two kids in the back of her station wagon offered me a ride. Hitching proved so pleasant and efficient, that I got another ride from a truck driver, and finally, a car full of […]

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