When I finally headed to bed last night, I left that index card on top of my laptop where I’d see it first thing today.
Sometimes, my memory needs a bit of nudging and, well, what with Medicine Basket starting, I was happily energized/exhausted and open to all the help I could get.
Apparently The Muse and Grandmother Moon had a meeting and decided to let me sleep in. They also made a plot!
I woke with a head full of Harry Chapin!
It took several cups of tea – and quite a bit of singing along – to figure out why.
First… a bit more singing along. (You’ll know this one, too!)
Now, for the surprise…
With all due respect to my old friend, Harry, it feels to me like all my life’s a spiral.
Not doing donuts in a parking lot.
Moving outward. Reaching further. Claiming more truth.
And, yes, it can be a little scary, sometimes.
What we’re really talking about here is the notion that, if we truly open ourselves to life, our stories are going to get bigger.
Family stories. Safety stories. Self image stories. Career stories. Possibility stories. Spiritual stories.
And, at the risk of an all-in kind of notion, maybe even political stories.
Our Inner Critic, the Queen of Map of Reality Land, gets anxious!
Which is okay.
Though often better with company.
Which is, when you get right down to it, the Big Why? at the foundation of Medicine Basket your way… Unsticking Stuck Covidian Era/Contextual Stuff, Now!
We started, officially, last night and the magic is already happening!
And, there’s still time for YOU to join us, if the notion of a spiral, in which our stories get bigger, and some other amazing peeps along for the journey, is calling to you.
Here’s the thing… if you’re in, you absolutely have to sign up by Friday, the 25th.
So, click the link. Check it out. And let yourself wonder if, maybe – just maybe – you’re ready to bust out of the circle and experiment with spirals!
ps… Thanks, Harry!
pps… Natalie and Pearl and I’ve got you!