Diving In

Coming out of deep grief. Coming out of deep anger, or pain or suffering of any kind. Coming out of deep doo doo of our own making. Feeling as if one can finally take a full breath again. Realizing how long one has been breathing shallowly. Allowing the whoosh of air to go all the way in and come back out with an audible Ahhhhhh. Decompressing. Elements within coming back into alignment. Perhaps how it must feel to the bear as it comes out of hibernation from a deep winter’s sleep. Taking that first intense breath of clean, sweet spring air. Sometimes we are asleep for days, months, even years. What if coming out is actually diving in? Diving into the treasure that lies at the center of our hearts.  If we allow the descent, we find the pearl. The pearl at great price, borrowed from the parables of Jesus, and later used by Carl Jung to represent the archetypal journey to wholeness. Today I will recognize that coming out is actually diving in. Today I will seek the pearl. The one that has my name on it.

Today, I Am Enough

Sometimes we have to let go. Let go of the past and all of the story around it. Let go of people and the stories they choose to believe, over which we have no power. Surrender and live forward. Falling into Grace. Doing the best we know how to do. Letting life live through us in its own way and own time. Seeing what we see and standing it by not looking away. And letting that be enough. Today I am grateful for who I am and who I am becoming. And it is enough. I am enough.


Many of you have probably already read or at least heard of the book by Elizabet Gilbert entitled Eat Pray Love. It’s been all over Oprah and although I don’t usually tend to follow the pack I must say that I found it an enlightening read. Gilbert’s prose is both sacred and profane, hilarious and sad, light-hearted and soulfully deep. I laughed out loud, I cried real tears, I prayed to any God that would listen; and most importantly perhaps, my being expanded from the experience. I was truly moved by how well she captured the complexity of who we are. Carl Jung said we must learn to hold the tension of the opposites…..we are indeed complex, dualistic creatures…..at once frail and then invincible, vulnerable and then fierce, sorrowful, hurting and then brimming with joy, funny one moment and dead serious the next……what a beautiful melange. My absolute favorite part is the translation from Italian into English of the, shall we say, off color remarks one very passionate Italian is making at a football  (soccer)game. The Italian language sounds like lyrical poetry, but in English ….oh my…..well you get the picture. I just thought it was a fabulous piece of storytelling. In Italy she intends to eat and learn to speak Italian both of which she does in no small measure. She learns that good food is like the nectar of the god’s; and in Italy the eating of it is all a wonderful ritual of community, of slowing down and enjoying life, family, and friends. She learns the sweet Ahhhhh….of time spent consciously enjoying life and most importantly, learning to let recede that American obsession of got to get it done RIGHT NOW. It’s a wonderful read and I’d love to hear other’s perspectives as well.

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As I ponder my journey I see more and more how my work here on this planet is about bridging modern formal counseling, healing and teaching practices with the older wise ways of the medicine men and women. Those who came before us….the elders, the shamans, the spirit walkers, the midwives, the herbalists, the crazy old woman in the ramble-down house who gave out her unique brand of holistic medicine to those lined up at her back screen door….to all we owe so much. Today thankfully is there is a resurgance of natural holistic mind body spirit healing. To my mind a form of counseling that does not give credence to this holistic modality misses the very point of healing. Most of psychology today is the study of behavior, mental processes, and human functioning, and while this is very important, the true meaning of psychology, the root word being psyche meaning breath, life, spirit, has been lost. But as more and more counselors and healers bridge the old and the new a true psychology of the spirit is being born.

So today I bring you the musing of my first blog post. I hope you will join me as we journey together through the labyrinth of healing, counseling and spirtual matters. My postings will consist of tidbits of wisdom around a plethura of subjects ranging from totem animals, dreams, symbols, to the more modern concerns of manifesting, relationships, and finding balance in one’s life. So I hope you will venture forth with me and chime in whenever you’d like.

My goal is to create a community of wise souls who are interested in collaborating on living life abundantly, finding our heart’s desire, and recognizing the ever evolving spiral dance of the Universe.