Month: March 2025

Yesterday was quite the day in the mythical soup pot known as my consciousness! And, yes, we had fab soup for dinner last night, too, but this is not that!

Now, I know this is not a total surprise to you – these fav metaphors of mine – but they’re hopping up and down like a 2-year-old needing attention and trust me when I tell you that ignoring them doesn’t work out at all well!

You see, this is the kind of miracle that happens when a whole bunch of ingredients we’ve been stashing inside us – many of them unconsciously – encounter a bit of extra energy and become some entirely new thing that wasn’t, before.

Translation… I hatched two books and a deck of wisdom cards yesterday!!!

Like, what they’ll look like and how they’ll work together and what they’re actually being created to accomplish! Plus, most of the stories!

The “extra energy” was a suggestion from the amazing Sam Bennett about claiming our ideal readers which – just between us – feels way more hopeful that writing something and then searching for somebody who might care!

The photo at the top is actual notes I was making as the magic happened, fiddled with intentionally, because curiosity is our best state for learning! (Thank you, Steve Glenn!)

One of these books is going to be for children. You know… the read aloud kind. I’d been struggling with needing a narrator and, suddenly, one appeared and volunteered! Never mind that she came from a painting that’s been hanging on my wall, waiting for exactly this moment, for something like five years, now. And, she told me how to make the whole thing work publishing-wise! (You’ll get to meet her soon…)

The companion book for the grown-ups already had a Muse. You’ve probably met Matilda before…

And, yes… she’s in charge of Filters! (Which is kind of like being in charge of everything! Details to follow!)

The whole Wisdom Card deck is a bit like all the little containers of left-over soup that wind up in the freezer, eager to help when a new wondering arises!

Now for the heresy alert!

Today, for many of us, is Ash Wednesday. The beginning of Lent, as we travel toward Easter. Traditionally, it has been seen as a time for penitence. I’m going out on a limb, though!

I’m going with 40 days of focusing on my power to be, as much as I am able, the love I believe Yeshua came to the world to bring us. To be hope in the chaos. Me… in my purple sweatshirt with my saints and grandmothers around my neck… opening myself to Inspiration!

And, just in case nobody told you this, one of the meanings for the Greek word, heresy, is able to choose! A notion which just happened to come up in a meeting today!

ps… just in case you’re dreaming of next right things and would like a witness with a handy medicine basket full of strategies, let’s talk! 45 minutes. My gift. You fix a cuppa, bring something to draw on and with, and some Red Thread if it’s handy. I’ll bring the best stuff I know for helping visions come true! Just click here and the calendar elves will be delighted to hook you up.

pps… my Good Trouble friend, Daphne, is so hoping to introduce you to A Creation Poem… our story of hope and belonging for your beloved Littles in the midst of all the angst and uncertainty in this world. It’s here, with related goodies… I’m also supposed to say that the cover and pages feel really good, too!

It is time, and long past, in many ways. And the key to the prison door is consciousness!

I had a big lesson in consciousness Saturday night. You know… while I was attempting the thing called sleeping! And, yes, it was one of those nights when the paintings were in charge of my dreams. I should warn you, before we go further, that I don’t have huge new easy answers.

I do have new questions… and you know how much I love that!

First, a smidge of context. I’m going to assume that you know as much as you can handle of what’s going on in the news. Let’s talk about the more personal stuff. The #workinprogress painting you see, above, seems to have decided she’s in charge! And there are, indeed, many layers. Not only of paint, but also of meaning!

Feminine and masculine. Ukraine and – well – autocracy, wherever we encounter it. Peace and deep beliefs. And the pinky-purple figure in the middle who might be me. Or my Muse. Or even the Divine Feminine. (It’s too soon to tell!)

Whoever she is, she is in charge of questions! Many of the answers to those questions often begin with the notion I’m guessing you also grew up with: We always/We never…

I sure did!!! And my grandmothers had a lot of ideas about we! (And, no, they didn’t always match!) Meet Elsie and Elizabeth…

You’ve probably heard my story about moldy fruitcake cookies in Florida. I was middle-school aged when it occurred to me that perhaps we always wasn’t the only viable option! (And, yes… it’s a Filters thing!)

Recently, though, I’ve learned a whole lot more about grandmothers. My grandmothers. And aunts. More than 2000 years worth of them! Some of them considered actual saints, like Aunt Gert, who tended cats to help protect her community from the Black Plague. And Grammy Begga, who helped women have choices other than arranged marriages. And my painting of a circle of Grammies and Aunties whose individual names I do not know, standing beneath a laurel tree in Montsegeur, France, where they risked everything to tell the truth of the Gospel they claimed, in a time when “women didn’t speak”.

There are lots of stories about all of them. Stories I love learning. And yet, they bring questions, too. Here are the three biggies in this moment…

Who am I becoming?

Why?

How?

Here’s what I’m trying to do… to take the best I know of all those stories, learn from that, and live what I can, in this place and time.

Why? is easy! Because I have two grand-teens trying very hard to grow up in this world and I want all our littles to have what they need, in a world where they can breathe, and choose, and feel valued for who they are.

How? is trickier. And I’m not sure there are always/never answers. My best notion is with all of me!

Relationships. Beliefs. Words. Images. Resources. And – here comes the hard part – a truck load of courage! The showing up kind of courage.

And a smidge of faith that those who came before me are learning still, just as I am!

ps… one more thing before we go! AMoR (aka, the Tigon!) is complete. Well, except for edge finishing and signing and a trip to Scan Camp. And she has a question, too! Who are YOU becoming??? And, how can we help??? The calendar elves would be thrilled to hook you up with 45 minutes. Our gift. Your questions and musing! And, if you’re ready, a next right thing!