The day of my 75th birthday, November 9, 2016 we elected a new president.  To be honest, I must say this was the most depressing birthday of my life.  I stayed up, the night before, until there could be no doubt.  There would be no last-minute comeback, no saving grace.  I spent the night bathed in fear, not sleeping, as all the “worst case scenarios” played their way out in my mind. We know what those scenarios are, no need to go into frightening detail.  Most of my birthday was spent in a feeling of disbelief and shock. The intense grief would come later.  I tried to practice what I preach, “Just be with it”, “it is what it is”, “don’t argue with reality”.  I tried to be the witness, “fear is present, but I am more than my fear.” I really tried to hold all of my despair and fear and sadness in the cauldron of my loving heart , but on this birthday day… was way too soon.  I just needed to feel everything.  Just that, nothing more.  After a few weeks, after much meditating and supportive conversations with my tribe I was able to see more clearly.  The emotional impact leveled out.  I had let my feelings have their way with me.  I had tried to honor them as best I could.  I knew then that I was at a moment of conscious choice. Did I want to be seduced back into the dark swamp of emotional turmoil or did I want to choose peace? Not passivity…..but active peace. I chose peace. Something had been awakened in me, some strong sense of standing up, standing firm, speaking my truth and embodying my truth. I made the choice to be strength, to be power, to be truth, in my own life and then I put on my safety pin and headed out for Greenlake to stand in peaceful unity with 3,000+ of my fellow humans.

I made some conscious decisions.

I would not follow all the news.

I would not get entangled in facebook posts.

I would not read anything that might shake loose my fragile equilibrium.  Part of me did want to stick my head in the sand and pretend that nothing would change, or that even if it did it wouldn’t impact me, but reality was hard to avoid so that really wasn’t a choice.

What could I focus on that would be balanced, reasonable, and helpful?

I decided to deepen my meditation practice to include a powerful prayer for the Soul of our country. (for a recording and a written copy that I made of this meditation click on this link,)

Libra Full Moon Meditation

I made a commitment to myself to be as proactive as I could about political issues.  I’m not an activist, by nature, so this was a stretch for me, but I found ways that I could contribute that didn’t include knocking on doors or proselytizing.

I decided to:

Read only that which……

Listen to only that which….

Be with only that which….

Uplifted, encouraged, inspired, and held me in loving support and understanding.

I made a habit of reminding myself, daily, sometimes hourly, of the fact that most of humanity longs for peace, for justice, for harmony.  This helped keep me in a state of hope and optimism, rather than dejection and despair.

I reminded myself of what I believe is true:

We are at the end of an age, astrologically and rayologically.  Any time new energy comes in and meets old energy there will be disruption.

The old, entrenched mind sets are never going to give way without a struggle, but evolution always moves forward so I’m trusting in that.  We may be in a dip that feels like regression but from the largest perspective we continue to evolve and expand.

To heal anything, it must be brought to the light of day.  We are seeing the manifestation of the shadow of our collective psyche. Now that it is seen, there can be no denying that this darkness resides in each one of us and we are being shown where our own healing needs to take place.  Hasn’t this example of blatant sexism, racism, and misogyny forced you to examine your own attitudes or deeply hidden tendencies?

There is a new age coming and it will embody all the qualities of cooperation, collaboration, equality and a right distribution of resources.  The timing of this age of Aquarius depends on the choices we make, as a species. So part of my “political activism” includes a commitment to embody these qualities in my everyday life.  Every step we take individually has an impact.  I deepen my faith that I can make a difference in my own small way.

I rest on the fact that I know I am not alone in this endeavor.  There are unseen helpers that are always available to help me stay strong, to impress upon me what right action needs to be taken next, and to uplift and raise me up when I am discouraged and doubtful.  I know these same Beings of Light are doing what they can to assist us in transforming our planet to its rightful destiny as a beacon of Light in the Cosmos. They hear our appeals and they respond, pouring more light into our sacred earth.

May we all be blessed with strength, courage and clarity as we face these uncertain times. May we strengthen our alignment, hold fast to our balance and remain calm and centered in the midst of the storm.


What Is It That You Were Given, by Em Claire.


What is it that you were given?

I mean from the loss.

After, what was taken.

That very thing, you could never live without.

The person or place; the secret, or circumstance — now that it is gone, or has been found out, and you can no longer call it foundation what is it that you were given?

You know, and I know, this:

there is a hollowing out.

Something comes and opens you up right down the middle and from that moment on you are no longer immune to this world.

You wake, you wander, every familiar, now a foreign.

You walk as through water until you make it back to your bed and finally, even there— your sheets; your own pillow’s scent different,

as if daily someone repaints your room, displaces something, disturbs a cherished memento.

You see, sometimes we are emptied.

We are emptied because

Life wants us to know

so much more Light.



Do You Believe in Magic?

In these confusing and chaotic times do you ever find it difficult to find your clarity, to make decisions, to know what “right action” would look like?  Because of my tendency to want everyone to be happy and to make sure no one is thinking badly of me, I often find it challenging to discern my true, authentic voice from the myriad of conditioned messages that are floating around in my brain.  One of the things I’ve come to rely on when I can’t make sense of things is to invoke magic.  By magic, I mean, inviting the Universe to help me out.  I ask for signs, then I look really carefully. Probably the most dramatic example of this in my own life is when my ex and I decided to separate in the fall of 1993.  We decided to let our son stay in the family home and we would rotate in and out every two weeks.  This meant I needed to find a place to live.  I was in anguish trying to think of what I could do to make sure my son could reach me if he needed to.  He was too young to drive so it would have to be somewhere within biking distance.  One day on my walk through Woodway, I saw a for sale sign at one of the big estates there.  I immediately flashed on a story I read about the amazing woman called SARK.  She was an artist and visionary and a magician of the first order.  One day as she was walking through the streets of San Francisco she was holding in her mind the picture of the perfect place for her to live.  She could see the cottage in her mind, in great detail.  On that walk, she actually happened upon the exact little house.  By a series of synchronicities, (magic, I call it) she actually ended up living there.  Well on my walk this story came into my mind.  I wondered if this huge mansion might have a guest house.  That’s as far as I got because my rational mind gave me every reason why that was a stupid idea.  But every day on my walk the urge came back.  Finally, I garnered my courage and called the realtor to see if there was a guest house.  Yes, as a matter of fact there was.  I hung up.  I knew the house belonged to the family of one of my daughter’s school friends, but still I was scared and embarrassed and feeling skeptical.  But one day after several weeks of going back and forth in my mind I screwed up my courage and called their home.  The wife answered.  I explained the situation and asked her if there was any way they would consider renting out the guest house while it was on the market.  She assured me there was no way, but agreed to ask her husband, just as a courtesy, I’m sure.  Imagine how surprised I was when she called me back a few days later and said her husband would like to meet me and could we meet at the guest house and talk things over.  Well, to make a long story short, we met, we liked each other, they agreed to let me stay there, rent free, until the house sold.  There was only one condition.  Oh, Oh, I thought, here it comes.  They wondered if I would be willing to walk the trails on the six acres to keep the brush down and the trail clean.  Oh, shoot, I really don’t think I can do that……I laughingly said to myself.  So a few weeks later I moved in and had a beautiful, secluded, quiet place to live, rent free for the next 6 months……only ½ mile from my home.  Now that’s magic.  And honestly, it was more than just finding a place to live.  I felt like the universe was supporting me in my decision to leave my marriage.  I remember writing in my journal, “I’ll never doubt again.” (Oh, if only that had been true)  Another realization came from this experience and that is….. magic is always available to us if our eyes are open and our hearts are receptive.  We must just attune to that vibration of possibility and wonder and expectation and be willing to act when we receive a nudge. Of course it’s also important to make clear that we are surrendering to a Higher Will.  If it’s not for our higher good, do we really want it?  The other part of surrendering has to do with the right timing of things.  We must let go of our idea of how something is going to manifest and when it will happen.  We don’t always know the larger picture that is involved so to trust that all is unfolding in perfect timing is so important…..especially for our peace of mind.

One of the things I’ve noticed about asking for signs when I’m conflicted or indecisive is that if I pay attention to who I call to ask for feedback I get a clue as to my true feelings.  It seems like subconsciously I know what one of my friends will say and so I automatically go to the person who is going to support a certain action.  Then I see that what they say is really what I wanted to do, but I wasn’t clear until I heard their perspective.

Lately I’ve had two cases where I have been given signs through a book I was reading or a file that I happened to open on my computer that had been there for a year and I had never looked at it.  All of a sudden there was clarity and I could feel it in my body as I read.


The first case was involved a big decision I had to make about whether to help a friend out who was in need.  My initial tendency is to always say yes, of course.  But this was a large commitment and part of me said, no, I can’t.  But then I felt guilty and selfish.  I was raised in a home where the doors and the arms were open to any stray that happened by.  So unable to decide I just picked up a book I had been reading and came across a paragraph in which the author is talking about service and sacrifice.  One line flashed forth in brilliant light as I read, “Does it exhaust you to even think about saying yes?’  Oh yah, I thought, that’s it.  This act would not be coming from a place of fullness and abundance.  It would be coming from a place of obligation and self- sacrifice.  Clarity achieved.  Thank you, Universe.

The second event had to do with a number I was doing on myself because I don’t yet feel completely back to normal after my injury last year.  I started questioning whether I was just in a rut, stuck….why wasn’t I more motivated to get out there and do something?  Then completely randomly, with no thought of my inner dilemma I happened to open a document on my computer that had been sitting there since January.  It was an astrological reading for this year and specifically for my rising sign, Capricorn.  In it I heard that I might be experiencing a “lull” in my activities, at this time of the year. That this was not a time to be “pushing” or “efforting” and that things would change within a few months.  My body immediately relaxed and a feeling of deep gratitude emerged for this small little sign that relieved so much anxiety in my body.  Blessed be.


From Change Me Prayers, by Tosha Silver

“Change me Divine Beloved into One who invites you into even the most mundane decisions.  Open me to this playful, joyous way to live, following the signs as they are shown.  I am Yours, You are Mine, we are One.”


Hymns to an Unknown God,  by Sam Keen

“Enter each day with the expectation that the happenings of the day may contain a clandestine message addressed to you personally.  Expect omens and epiphanies, casual blessings, and teachers who unknowingly speak to your condition.”


My Last Blog on Anger…..I Promise

Ok, this is it on the anger subject, but during my ruminations this past month I came across several truths that it seems are important for me to remember.

1.Whenever a brother/sister attacks you, hear it as a cry for more love.  (A Course in Miracles…paraphrased).  In other words, “don’t take it personally.”

2.When someone is angry or defensive toward you, recognize it as the parts of themselves that they haven’t loved enough.  (Matt Kahn, Whatever Arises, Love That)  In other words, “don’t take it personally”

3.Right before a walk last week I had just read from Tosha Silver’s book, Outrageous Openness, this story:

A person in an airport line got frustrated with her and lashed out.  This was her response,

“As she attacked, a sense arose within me, ‘Wow, this poor disturbed lady.  She can barely get through the day.  This has nothing to do with me.’  I grinned into her steely eyes.  I could feel the poignancy of her explosion.  I had an overwhelming sense of someone who had never been listened to, whose own voice had never been heard.  No wonder she was so pissed.  All I could feel was, ‘This is how she talks to herself.  This is how she was treated.’  I remembered some of that from my own childhood.  ‘She just never knew she could change inside.’  Waves of compassion arose as I mentally sent her good thoughts.”

So the learning for me is this:  Instead of constricting in hurt, or defensiveness when someone is upset with me, I can open my heart wider.  I can allow the feeling and then choose to expand so that I see with clarity the other’s pain and acknowledge their suffering.  I can remember to not take it personally, which helps my heart to open.  This doesn’t preclude expressing what my needs are or sharing how the outburst affected me, but it does mean that when I do take action it will come from a more compassionate place. It also doesn’t hurt to take a few moments to gently examine my part in the interaction.  Not taking it personally doesn’t mean I don’t own whatever part I played.

Iyanla Vanzant is a well known author and teacher who hosts a reality show on the Own network called Iyanla, Fix my Life.  When asked in an interview how she dealt with attacks from others she explained that she felt we should always speak up, but to do it with a loving and compassionate heart.  Here are two ways that she herself responds to an attack:

“Beloved, I did not give you permission to speak to me in that way.”

“Please forgive me for anything I’ve done that made you think you had permission to speak to me in that way.  Please tell me what it was.”

I think one would need to be careful in saying these phrases to not put a sarcastic spin on the words.  But the idea is still valid…..we can speak our truth while our heart remains open and compassionate.

One of the tools that I have used for many years when I’m dealing with any personal conflict with someone is to sit in silence, open my heart, and send them a lovingkindness blessing.  “May they be at peace.  May they be free from suffering.  May they remember the beauty of their own true nature.  May they live their life with ease.”  It’s very hard to hold onto any angst toward someone when you are blessing them.

Tosha Silver in her book, Outrageous Openness, says this, “Sometimes the people with the most anger need the most help. You never know what sending them blessings can do.  You might be the only one on the planet winging good their way.”

Amen to that.


Anger is my Edge, Part III

Well, as predicted in my last blog, the learnings around anger continue to come my way.  After the first two incidents…….three more appeared.  So now I’m really focused on what all of this means to me and how I operate in the world.  So far this is what I’ve gleaned.

  1. The new attitude of “indifference”, the practice of loving whatever comes and the readjustment of my focus on my higher self, …..these I discussed in my last blog.  Since then:


  1. A re-commitment to courageously speaking up about how their behavior affected me.    In two of the cases where friends were angry with me I spoke about how I felt and asked if there was something we needed to work out between us that might be causing the outburst.  I felt resolved once we had processed the interaction.


  1. I believe the above approach is helpful because I always want to be aware of how my actions affect other people, but when I examined why I was habitually questioning if they were upset with me over something, I realized that once again I was more concerned with their feelings about me than I was in just stating, “I don’t want to be treated that way by my friends,” and then stating clearly what is acceptable behavior. As someone once said to me, “We train people how to treat us by what we accept and what we expect.”


  1. A strong determination to be much more mindful about boundaries.  I totally overstepped my bounds with two people I love very much.  I really need to get this lesson because it keeps coming up and I want so much to be aware of what is appropriate and what is not and not hurt the people I love. There are all kinds of reasons why this is such a big issue for me, but nevertheless I need to pull up my big girl pants and get on with it.


  1. Remembering that I always get a deeper understanding of things when I sit in silence, align to my Soul and ask for clarity.  In one case I realized I still had some angst about one of the people who was angry with me even though she apologized and offered to process whatever I needed to in order to get clear with me.  In meditation I could feel my appreciation for her willingness to work this out and her ability to take ownership of her part in the interaction.  When I could connect with that….the angst disappeared.

After the month of outbursts I read the astrology post from Chani Nicholas that described the energies that were going on at the time of these incidents.  I’m always amazed to see how accurate astrology can be….and of course, it’s always convenient to blame our moods, etc. on the planets, but in any case this post was particularly relevant to what I had just gone through.

Your journey might get a little rocky this week. Your need to “speak up and tell it like it is” might become too tense to tame. You might have to risk some of your security in order to reclaim some freedom. But this could help you break new ground. This could help you see your path more clearly. This could help you to harness your energy and move it in the direction that you most wish to go.

Take the risk. Revealing ourselves can be a spiritual

experience. Telling the world who we really are requires

that we have enough faith in ourselves to get through any

response we might hear.


This week starts and ends with abrupt squares to Uranus,

the planet of upheaval and change. The first is between

Mercury and Uranus on Monday. These two aren’t

at terrible odds with one another thematically –

they both speak to ways of receiving and

transmitting information. But squares cause

friction. This one is about being able to speak

about and to discord. Mercury, the messenger, is still

in Cancer, the sign that deals with home, family, needs

and nourishment. Uranus, the planet of rebellion,

upheaval and revolution is in Aries, the sign of the courage

it takes to become an individual.


Still working on it!!!!



“We cannot live in a world that is not our own,

In a world that is interpreted for us by others.

An interpreted world is not home.

Part of the terror

Is to take back our own listening,

To use our own voice,

To see our own light.”  Hildegard of Bingen





Anger is My Edge, Part II

Here’s how my life seems to work sometimes, I have an ‘aha’moment, there is a new clarity and something seems to shift, then a challenge occurs relating to the new awareness.  If I can hold the clarity I received through the challenge then the new insight becomes embodied…..more easily accessible….overriding the old instinctual pattern. And there seems to be a synchronicity to it all.  When the challenge occurs there is almost always help available to help me make sense of it… a passage in a book, or a conversation with someone.  And if I can recognize the underlying purpose of the challenge, (I call them fgo’s……another f****ing growth opportunity) then I can more easily detach from the emotional reaction.

So when two times in one-week people become angry at me it causes me some distress, some worry and I have sleepless nights after each encounter.  So I write my blog on anger.


Now, I’m participating in a webinar called, “Glamour, a World problem.”  Glamour is loosely defined as any response that triggers your emotional body.  Well, certainly my emotional body was triggered as I struggled with how to deal with my feelings about people being mad at me.  In this webinar we are asked to name a particular glamour we are aware of.   Immediately I think, “my sensitive emotional nature.”  It’s a glamour, you see, because it is not my True Self.  It is not my essence.  It is my egos’ response to a perceived threat.  There is a lot that I like about my sensitive nature.  I care deeply, I can easily perceive another’s pain, I have empathy and compassion.  But when it takes me over, when I lose myself in it….then it’s a distortion of that pure energy of the Soul.  So the next step in the seminar was to do a meditation to help dispel that particular glamour.  After we had finished I went to open the book called, Glamour a World Problem, by Alice Bailey.  I happened to open it to the page where it defines, “indifference”.  Here’s what it says,  “Indifference means, in reality, the achieving of a neutral attitude towards that which is regarded as the Not-self……it signifies a refusal to be identified with anything save the spiritual reality as far as that is sensed and known at any given point in time and space…….It is active repudiation without any concentration upon that which is repudiated.”  So I took this to mean that the antidote to my “sensitive nature glamour” was to practice indifference.  To attempt, in a situation where I feel entrapped in my emotions, to try to become neutral to my feelings.  To not give them soooo much attention.  To focus on the spiritual reality as far as I can access it.  It doesn’t mean denial or repression, it just means don’t get lost in the emotional field…..scattering and dissipating your energy.  Next, I came to this passage in which the Tibetan master who dictated the words to Alice Bailey tells us not to identify with all of the obstructions, all of the difficulties we struggle with in our personality nature, but to constantly remember the truth that we are the Self.  (the Soul, as I translate that)  So to me that was helpful because I could see that identifying with my higher self when trapped in my emotions I would be able to more clearly see the truth…..that this emotional reactiveness/sensitivity was just an ego response.

Shortly after taking in that understanding I began listening to a podcast by Sounds True…….an amazing site, BTW, where you can get free downloads of Tami Simon’s interviews with spiritual teachers around the world.  In my opinion she is one the best interviewers I have ever heard.  She asks in depth questions that always seem relevant to what I am thinking. (   In any event this particular day she was interviewing, Matt Kahn, the author of Whatever Arises, Love That.  Matt suggests that a wonderful practice for living a life that is love filled is to begin with ourselves.  He suggests that several times a day we pause and just say to ourselves, I love you. I began using this practice as I noticed feelings come up around the anger issue.  I would begin to feel angst, and I would silently just say, I love you…directing it at the angst.  I would feel hurt, “I love you, hurt.”  Whatever feeling arose, I would just pause and send it my love. Buddhism has a similar practice where you hold everything that comes up in your compassionate heart, but for some reason saying the words, “I love you” felt more powerful.  When I could love all of the feelings around people being angry at me the intensity diminished, the anxiety fell away, and my own level of self-acceptance grew.  If I want to consciously participate in my own evolutionary process, in a healthy way, I need to look at everything that comes my way as an opportunity to grow.

I’m sure there are more revelations to come around this deeply held issue, but until they come I’m resting in the love for my self.


Love after Love

The time will come

when, with elation,

you will greet yourself arriving

at your own door, in your own mirror,

and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here.  Eat.

You will love again the stranger who was yourself.

Give wine. Give bread.  Give back your heart

to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored

for another, who knows you by heart.

Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes.

Peel your own image from the mirror.

Sit. Feast on your life.


-Derek Walcott





I Build a Lighted House and Therein Dwell

This is the mantram for the sign of Cancer.

On this day of the full moon, sitting in meditation these thoughts come to me. 

How big is my lighted house?

Can it house the whole world?

Can I invite all of humanity into my “house”, into my heart to be fed and nurtured and loved?

How do I do bring more light into my house?…..invoking?….opening?…..being willing to receive?

Sacred light can dissolve the obstacles, transmute the hindrances, dispel the illusions.

I welcome this light into my life, into my “home.”

                How much light can I tolerate?

                How do I expand my capacity to hold more?……purification, aspiration,  dedication,


Usually the light does not come as a blinding flash….it creeps in slowly… ray at a time until the body becomes a radiant expression of love.

My prayer becomes, “Pour down upon me the love, the light of the Christ.”

This is my dwelling place…..within this love.



“I reach into the light,

And bring it down to meet the need.

I reach into the Silent place

And bring from thence

The gift of understanding.

Thus with the light I work

And turn the darkness into day.”  (Alice Bailey)


Anger is my edge

It’s not often that people get angry at me.  My “accommodating” nature doesn’t usually ruffle peoples’ feathers.  So when it happened twice in one week I paid attention.  The first event happened at a gathering at a friends’ house.  This particular friend and I don’t see eye to eye on some things and I thought we had sort of reached a truce with that.  Each accepting that we would probably not change the other’s mind and resolved to co-exist peacefully in spite of our differences.  So I was unprepared for her outburst at me while we were gathered around the table having a bite to eat.  Not thinking, I sort of fired back, but in a defensive mode and with no more rational thought than she had given to her outburst.  The table went silent and then someone thankfully changed the subject.  As the gathering ended and we prepared to leave my friend came over and apologized.  I demurred and acted like it was nothing and “no worries, I’m fine.”  But I wasn’t really.  I kept regurgitating the conversation, over and over, in my mind.  I was mad at myself for reacting on the same level as she had.  Why hadn’t I just named what was happening, like I do with my grandkids when they get upset.  “Wow, you sound really angry.  What’s going on?”  But I reacted and then tamped it all down.  I didn’t sleep well that night, pondering how I might have handled it differently.  It felt abusive and part of me wishes I had just called it that, “you are being rude and disrespectful.”  But this is a fairly new groove that I’m trying to etch into my brain.  How to appropriately deal with anger….especially when it is directed at me.  I grew up with my father’s way of dealing, “It’s not worth getting angry about,” so I didn’t see many outbursts in my family of origin.  Occasionally my mom would emerge out of the bathroom with puffy eyes and we knew she was upset, but she would never cop to it.  So it all went underground.  On the surface, one big happy family…..and to be honest about it, we mostly were.  But there were no models for what to do when things weren’t so rosy.  So I went on to marry a person who had known too much rage in his family and only knew that way to deal with frustration and anxiety.  It was a good schoolroom for me in that I learned that there needed to be a mediating way….between complete denial/repression and out of  control, abusive rage. Unfortunately there was no way to mediate the differences within our marriage and we divorced.

The situation with my friend had an unusual component in that the group was disbanding so I probably would not see her again.  We hadn’t ever socialized outside the group.  So I had nothing invested in maintaining a relationship.  Because of that, or maybe just out of cowardice, I decided not to confront my friend with my feelings.  However I did begin the practice that I wrote about in another blog. (Just like Me) I began to see how sometimes I am also unaware of how I come out and can be unintentionally rude or disrespectful….and after all she did apologize.  Case closed.

 The second event was resolved amicably, nevertheless because it was the second time within a week that I had been confronted I decided I needed to take a good long look at what these outbursts had aroused in me.  I saw my discomfort, my tendency to freeze and not be present to the moment, my hesitancy to speak from my authentic voice, my desire to have harmony no matter what the situation. I remembered these old patterns, my old friends, so I tried to just notice them and not judge myself because they had come to visit me again.  Telling myself, it’s alright, I’m still learning. And I have learned a lot since those early childhood days.

In my close, intimate relationships I’ve pretty much learned to be ok with my vulnerability.  To speak when I’m hurt or upset and to try to examine and admit to my part in a disagreement.  And after all, this happened in a Gemini month where we were being asked to lovingly communicate what we really feel and accept responsibility for our part.  So I guess it’s absolutely appropriate that this issue came up for me at this time.   But anger is still my edge…….what is most difficult for me, so I make a deeper commitment to being more mindful, aware and present.


“If you can find a path with no obstacles it probably doesn’t lead anywhere.”  Frank A. Clark

“Never forget that conversation is a form of activism and what you allow in is as much a revolutionary act as what you speak up for.”  Chani Nicholas