Sitting out here in the wind, the dancing trees, a peace washes over me and a sadness. I feel the fear of merging with that which annihilates me—the powerful force of creativity moving through me—and simultaneously the longing for it, because what is annihilated is the illusion of the small self, the separate me. I […] Continue Reading
This page has some of my musings on topics related to art, creativity, living our dreams and simply the wonderful, difficult process of being alive. Sometimes these musings find their way into my Creative Sparks e-news, but not always. If you want to be sure to get them, you can also subscribe to my blog.
Today, as i sit with my candle, i bring my loving awareness to those places of low self-worth, of feeling undeserving and guilty, in me, and to the sadness, the unloved feeling that goes with them, feeling not good enough. I know loving awareness is enough if i keep bringing it to bear on what […] Continue Reading
“Pure quiet,” Rumi writes. My own soul is restless today, angry and torn. All of this is “you,” says Rumi, meaning me, us, soul, the One. Even this terrible tumbling. He writes of a great healing presence. Call it Shams of Tabriz (his teacher and friend), call it God, call it the Heart. I long […] Continue Reading
Rumi writes of ecstasy, of being used by the Divine, being sung through, the longing to be used in such a way, to praise the Divine. I am not in ecstasy, but I long to be used nonetheless, to be sung. We all do. To feel something greater than the small, worried ego, motivating our […] Continue Reading
(This is one of my journal musings followed by a valuable life practice added to the end. Hence, the intimate, personal style of the beginning.) Time to forgive the horrors of the past, the wounds I carry: CalArts, my parents, an unforgiving world, our sick culture. Time to love all our inadequacies, frailties, slights, wounds, […] Continue Reading
Stopping Efforting, Finding Ease I am exploring stopping without stopping, letting things move in me that have no name, watching the mind’s hunger for fear and control, tuning again and again to the body’s language, the quiet of the heart. What does it mean to stop without stopping, to continue engaging with life, taking actions, […] Continue Reading