The idea of coherence was recently brought gently back into my attention, and it feels like something we all need to be aware of and practice. When two things are in sync, when brainwaves and heartbeats entrain, we call that coherence. Entrainment is when, for example, two clocks started at different times in the same space […]
So, what do we do now? If you read last week’s post, I introduced the idea that our brains have forgotten how to recharge our energy levels, whether we are introverts or extroverts (and I confirmed that with a couple extrovert friends over the weekend, they’re not getting the recharge, either), and talked about how
I am done with “famous” healer-types rejecting science in misguided attempts to prove their schtick can beat Covid. You know what? Fuck those people. As you know, I do not ordinarily use that kind of language when referring to anyone (unless they are icky politicians), but people people people, it is unconscionable to encourage your
Spring is powerful. The life force is rising ridiculously. It’s almost like life is starting over. In the mud. Again. Ah, the mud. It’s everywhere. Sticky and squishy and everywhere. There is no place mud can’t reach. I used to dread spring out on the farm because I could mop the goddam floor twice a
A young person of my acquaintance has been ranting and raving lately about someone who is Pagan, which apparently goes against everything said young person believes in and is the cause of much distress for them in a FAUX News kind of way. Fortunately, they have not seemed to notice the Broom hanging in my
This is not a lecture! I’m not trying to scold or shame anybody! What I am asking is for you, dear Reader, who are clearly a smart, compassionate, brave and loving soul, to defend, support, and normalize depression, anxiety, bi-polar, PTSD, schizophrenia, and all myriad forms of neuro-atypical struggles you see in the world. The
In the Terry Pratchett books, it’s the Dwarves who are horrified when words are erased. I think I know Pratchett well enough to know that if Tennessee were in Discworld, there would have been a riot a few nights ago. Vimes would have called everybody in. Detritus would have been there with his Piece Maker
Confession time: Independence Day in the US is just about my least favorite holiday – followed closely by Gouge Your Own Eyeballs Out Day. I mean, I love my country but … First of all, if you are any kind of a student of history, you know that the horrors of slavery and segregation were
Alchemy is much misunderstood, usually over-simplified, and frequently used badly out of context – all to the fierce detriment of an amazing tradition. Very rarely these days does anyone actually study the true art, because wowzers, those people tend to blow up a lot of stuff and reek of rotten eggs all the time. I
The search is over. We know where it is. Women have always known. Oh, we play plenty dumb, and try to be helpful with questions like, “Where did you last see it?” and “Can you remember if you had it when you were fighting the Black Knight?” But we totally know. And we’re not telling.
