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Good Trouble!

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Tomorrow’s calendar is overflowing. A family birthday… long distance.

Prayer dots to make for a dear friend having surgery… also long distance.

EARLY VOTING! Not so much long distance as – hopefully – long lines!

I don’t know about you, but I’ve about reached the way-too-full level on news. Well, crazy news.

My personal plan has a lot to do with putting my friend, Glinda, in charge of the world. Sadly, I’m pretty sure that’s not going to actually work which means it’s time for my magic! That leads us back to my all-time favorite question:

What am I trying to accomplish???

I want sane people to be making choices. I want food and shelter and healthcare and education for everybody. I want skin color and gender and faith traditions to help us marvel at the complexity of humanity, rather than being used as wedges to divide us.

All of which is, admittedly, a pretty big goal for your average Thursday. Here’s the thing, though…

I’m going to do my best, anyway!

One day at a time. As many days as I can manage. And grace for the days when Joan Baez and cacao feel like all I can actually pull off!

And here’s the surprising part – the odds are good that I’ll actually dream up something useful, even in the midst of the crazy. You know… like creation out of chaos!

Just in case it gets scary, my tiger has agreed to join me. My courage spirit animal from way, way back in the day! You could adopt one, too!

ps… that magic you’ve had all along – Are you ready to set it free??? Let’s talk! 45 min. My gift. Just click here and the calendar elves will hook you up! You bring your dream, a cuppa, and something to write on & with. We’ll name your next step and talk about what might help, around the next curve…

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Listening Deep…

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I’ve been working on this painting for almost a year. She’s Mother Nature from the Red Madonna journey I help lead, which began in 2025.

It took us a while to begin to get to know each other. Actually, it took me making space to notice and wonder, even in the midst of – you know – this world, now.

Something big shifted yesterday. I was writing about Red Thread Circles. Well, one circle in particular. My first, at Summer Camp, when I was about 12 years old. Our inquiry was all about how the different beings around us – plant and animal – were related to, and dependent on, each other.

It was like a big window opening in my awareness. How were ‘possum and Manatee connected? Alligator and poison ivy? You hear me… That day changed my world view. And it changed it again, today, when it dawned on me that a huge part of the chaos we’re living through is being intentionally created by powerful people who don’t get it. Or, don’t care to get it.

Blessedly, the paint did what the paint does. Small changes. Layer after layer. Bringing this forward. Adding light. And depth.

And, you know, none of it was really about the image, itself. It was about being along for the journey! It still is… lots and lots more journey.

It’s about trusting myself to notice and wonder. To wander, even, off the path and toward something not yet known.

There’s part of me that wants to pitch a tent and live there, in that forest which is emerging from me. Frankly, my literal neighborhood has felt scarier these days. More shootings in the news. More sirens in the night. Close. And voting coming close, as well.

There’s a John Lewis Good Trouble sign in my front yard. A woman I didn’t know was walking by with her dog and, as I rubbed the dog’s ears, she asked if I was afraid to have that sign out there, in what used to be Congressman Lewis’ district.

My intuitive answer surprised me.

Having it makes me feel less scared than I would feel if I didn’t put it out there just because it could be scary!

I suspect, if Mother Nature was the blog reading type, she might agree! She’d also suggest that the painting needs some grape vines!

All of which feels like it boils down to taking care of ourselves so that we can keep being part of the circle that connects all life. I suspect she’s been chatting with the owls, again!

And, I’m supposed to remind you that her hand – crooked and crunchy as it seems – is a symbol of power. Power FOR!

ps… Red Madonna is gearing up for 2026! Stay tuned!!!

pps… ready for some help claiming YOUR Magic and setting it loose in the world, NOW??? Let’s talk… Just click here and the calendar elves will hook you up with 45 min. My gift. You tell me your dream and I’ll tell you about some accessible paths to next right things!

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The up-side of fear…

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Yep… the walls are whispering again. Well, more like still! Lots of very scary dreams…

I’m guessing I’m not the only one!

I woke this morning with a hint of reassurance in my ears. Not a whole quote… just a familiar sense. Hunting was in order. Hunting for a sense of courage. And, I found it!

Before I share, let me say first that I grew up believing that both of my emphatically Republican grandmothers would probably threaten to wash my mouth out with soap if they even suspected I was thinking such a thing, let alone admitting it!

The times, however, have changed! So…

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the assessment that something else is more important than fear.

– Franklin Delano Roosevelt

I’m claiming that, now! And, yes… you do detect a book chapter sprouting like the inspiring dandelions in my front yard!

In fact, you could help!

I’d love it if you’d leave me a comment below – or email me at suesvoice@gmail.com – and tell me about something in your world that’s carrying the magic of scary/hopeful newness!

For now, Mother Nature, in my #Red Madonna painting, is busy calling for another coat of glaze. I’m also supposed to let you know that details of our upcoming journey for 2026 will be available soon and we’d love to have you join our circle of Dangerous “Old” Women! Stay tuned…

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Of Anxiety and Archetypes and Apothecary!

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You know how sometimes it helps when you learn that somebody else is feeling something pretty close to what you’re feeling? Well, in case this might be one of those times, I’m feeling pretty anxious, and I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one!

My imaginary friends on The West Wing help. Not only are they a break from actual news, they’re kind of like archetypal witnesses that more intelligence than what we’re currently seeing is actually possible.

In fact, I’ve been kind of obsessed with the notion of archetypes, lately. The three beings you see in the photo are some of my very favorites. They appeared along the way to my children’s book, A Creation Poem…

Let’s begin with the bird! According to Gramma Elsie, Cardinals are ancestors, returning to check up on us. This has been one of my deeply held beliefs since I was 5 or 6 years old! Turns out they’re year-round residents in this part of the world and are more active and visible during mating season which is, apparently, now… at least near Atlanta. If we want to take that literally, I’d say it’s a very romantic moment for a whole lot of ancestors, which I find hopeful!

Next, the warrior archetype twins. Aslan, from C.S. Lewis’ Narnia. And a cousin of mine named Matilda, who fought for justice and truth and peace in Tuscany, about 1000 years ago. And yes, I mean fought… on horseback with swords and armor, as well as by preserving stories considered by many in power to be heresy.

One of the meanings of the Greek word, heresy, is able to choose!

All of which, when you add it up, just might be a sign that we’ve been through very anxious times like this, before, and we’re still learning. (Well, hopefully!!!)

Then, #Apothecary – my current painting adventure – which is all about learning from the hard stuff. Here’s a glimpse of what’s going on at the moment…

The fingerprint dots that appeared are new. My version of the suggested random marks in the still unfolding texture layers. And, yes, I dreamed them.

First, their location, on the patches of green. A heart chakra color, representing love, compassion, and empathy.

Then, the dots, themselves. Yellow, for the Solar Plexus chakra, located above the navel, and representing a person’s constant power, confidence, and mental clarity. They originally thought they should be brush marks (like the painting demo) and I was going to make them in the form of the Hebrew word for hand or power.

My hand, however, objected! Too small and controlled. Too much dexterity. So… I made the dots with my hand. With my power. Right there, amidst all the compassion. Maybe you had to be there, but it totally works for me. In fact, I had fun!

Because I’ve walked this road before, I know what’s coming next, and I’m going to roll around in the fun some more, before I dive into that!

ps… drop by WingedEyeWisdom and Daphne will be thrilled to tell you more about A Creation Poem… (In stock, now!)

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Post Cards from Wonderland!

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As Tuesday morning dawned, I woke, wrapped in the magic weighted blanket, and trying to figure out how a whole book skeleton had appeared in my dreams. Then I decided to just be grateful for the gift! And really excited!

You’ve Had the Magic All Along® lives! (Again!!!)

Most of my day was spent graphing out the design, listing chapter titles, and matching them with art to create wisdom cards for tweens & teens. Talk about huge fun!!!

Next came a meeting with my publisher buddy who asks really good questions. All things considered, it beats the socks off the news!

Then, the magic went on. I woke this morning, humming Somewhere Over the Rainbow! Literally!

A bit of research was in order. Turns out that song (which you are quite possibly humming, too) was written for the film, The Wizard of Oz, in 1939, which just might have felt much like today feels! This was the first time, by the way, that one of my paintings has serenaded me in my sleep!

And the magic went on…

My #Apothecary paint videos which, mysteriously, weren’t working yesterday, were feeling much more cooperative today. It was time to ponder a sigil (sort of like a symbol) for the presence of my sovereign self in the world! That felt like an enormous question, especially now!

I watched and wondered and doodled. I mused and muttered and doodled some more. And then, I knew! I couldn’t think of something to add to my canvas because that exact symbol was already there! (Well, my version of it!)

Yep… I’ve shared it before, when I didn’t know why it had appeared. And, I’m counting on you to understand that I didn’t follow the directions so much as I noticed and wondered!

That’s it! The thing that looks rather like a purple eyeball. Technically, it’s my I Am Here! mark and it’s located next to an upper case “E” which is the last letter of the word Courage, deep in the under-layers of paint. The red “pupil” is my thumb print. An ancient sign for I Am Here!

That feels like the clearest thing I can possibly claim in this world, now. I suspect Dorothy would have related!

Glinda, who graciously volunteered for art duty on the upcoming book cover, gave me high fives for listening deep!

ps… as it happens, listening deep is one of my favorite things! Especially with folks like you, plotting magic in the world. If you’re ready for some help along the way, let’s talk! 45 min. My gift! You bring your dream, a cuppa, and something for notes. A Red Thread might be handy, too. We’ll ponder next right things and what it could look like to work together… Just click here and the calendar elves will hook you up. And hurry… my calendar is filling up!

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More Real Truth???

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One of the reasons I write is to help me figure out the chaos of our world. Chaos which often takes over my dreams. To externalize it and watch for patterns.

Punctuation helps, too, in an odd sort of way! You know… intentional pauses and emphasis.

And, Morning Pages help a lot. Actual pen and paper. Texture and motion and causing newness to appear in manageable chunks. Tea, too, of course!

Here, though, is the real secret for me. Morning Pages happen right after Dream Time! Last night was a really big time for that. Well, early morning, really.

With some help from my old teacher/friend, Walter Brueggemann, I had wandered off to sleep pondering the notion of speaking with Creators.

From my tattered copy of Walter’s book, Finally Comes the Poet:

…it is the voice of human hurt and hope that evokes the presence and response of God (p.51).

Here’s the thing, though…

What I heard in my dream was the connection between all the lunatic evil of our time and the desire of proudly fallen humans to be more than Creators. To be controller-in-chief. Owner. Maker of all choices.

To own people and to decide who matters.

Which brought me, of course, to the voices of the paintings on the wall. Yep! The one you see, above. A very early work of mine, called Codex. I put the brush down and signed the back in 2018. (Maybe 2019 – it’s too big to get off the wall to check!)

An adventure of claiming Creation and – for me, at least – my place within it. Symbols. Lots of prayer dots. Claiming the Divine Masculine and the Divine Feminine next to each other. El and Asherah.

The core problem of the Epstein gang, and those who continue to support and shield them, is their unwillingness to be part of something greater…. where everyone matters. Instead, we have way, way too many people wanting to be like him!

You’ve heard me quote this before…I matter. You matter. We matter. And knowing that THIS is the kind of mattering that matters!

ps… want to help your Littles start learning this now? Begin with Creation… words and images! Just click here and the elves will transport you to WingedEye Wisdom where Daphne will be delighted to get you your very own copy of A Creation Poem. And even a bit of extra art with orders of more than one book shipped to the same address!

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I would say “Ooops!” but…

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Real truth? My inner calendar is all haywire what with holy-days and chaos and what not. And today got pretty hectic in an inner sort of way. Thus, this is late in appearing!

The highlight was our Red Madonna circle meeting. Holding space. All the feelings welcome. Support along the Red Thread. And the beginning of plans for the coming year. (Stay tuned!)

Then, painting progress. In an odd way, kind of like watching the news. Chaos. Feelings. Meaning. Tears, too. And absolutely no idea what comes next!

Yep, it’s #Apothecary, which has a lot to do with the “medicine” we need. Blessedly, I’ve done this before so I’m in for the road trip because I know I’ll wind up in a place with information I need.

I’m grateful for that knowing… especially with new writing hatching in my dreams. And, that’s where I’m headed, now!

May your dreams be the medicine you long for in this moment!!!

ps… you ARE enough!!!