No longer held tight to branches, leaves swirl and twist with new found freedom. At night, the owls whisper of winter; the earth sighs and exhales after a season of productivity…
Thank you, Maia! It's magical how a simple act (such as recycling your Medicine Bottles) can express so much internal shifts, and also lead to external changes. Powerful stuff!
This entry is full of so much inspiration and truth for the inner work I'm doing in this season. I see so many repeating threads in the pattern - mist, possibility, forward, back, fascia and intuition, release, body awareness, slowing and even stillness, preparing for that winter incubation - I'm grateful, Maia, for the way spirit is using your beautiful language to guide and reveal in my life. I look forward to gazing thoughtfully into the mists as things slowly become clearer.
Thank you. What asks to be released must be released. It is important to develop the skill to subtly feel yourself, your internal processes, so that it is easy to unclench your fists.
Maia - feeling like this time in Witch Camp is going to be more profound and deeper than the many times before. Your description of the feeling of exhaustion when you knew you were done with your clinical practice is exactly where I find myself. As much as I wish I could step off the cliff and take the leap of faith, I'm not yet in a position to do that. And yet, I'm surrendering to this dark time and doing my best to stay open to what comes through.
Deeply appreciate your sharing your experiences so vulnerably and authentically. Just finished your memoir - magnificent and hit me right in the heart Thank you for your courage and willingness to put your story out into the world for the rest of us.
Sounds like just being in the in-between, in the not knowing, is perfect, Susan. This time of year doesn't ask us to decide; it just asks us to open our clenched fists and see what happens.
This was an amazing and interesting story, I loved the detail and depth you went into when explaining your own experiences, especially because of how poetic and deep you are when constructing your sentences.
In 2014 my heart and soul were smashed into a million pieces. In 2015 I spent Samhain in a Mayan cemetery in Guatemala. This is a time of remembering, reflecting and gratitude. Every ending is a new beginning
Oh Maia, I loved this! Throwing those bottles into recycling - so powerful! I know I can hold on to all sorts of beliefs and stories that I’ve become so habituated to that I hold them as facts. The truth is, they can simply be thrown into recycling and we can walk away. What a timely reminder this eclipse weekend, thank you.
I love that thought-- that we're putting the new year into place even as we put the garden to bed! We're doing the same thing here but I hadn't framed it in that lovely way!
I am reading this very late, but still finding so much inspiration and hope in your words. Thank you.
It's just the perfect way of telling people how everything makes sense.
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Thank you, Maia! It's magical how a simple act (such as recycling your Medicine Bottles) can express so much internal shifts, and also lead to external changes. Powerful stuff!
I think that might--ultimately--be my definition of magic: when the internal and external worlds begin to reflect each other.
That's beautiful, yes. Harmony and alignment.
This entry is full of so much inspiration and truth for the inner work I'm doing in this season. I see so many repeating threads in the pattern - mist, possibility, forward, back, fascia and intuition, release, body awareness, slowing and even stillness, preparing for that winter incubation - I'm grateful, Maia, for the way spirit is using your beautiful language to guide and reveal in my life. I look forward to gazing thoughtfully into the mists as things slowly become clearer.
When I can feel the weaving of a pattern, I know I have stepped into some fundamental truth. The repetition let me know I’m on the right track.
Yes,exactly!!
Love this. Your words give meaning to what I’ve been feeling. Thank you!
yes, perfect timing! happy to e here too!
Thank you. What asks to be released must be released. It is important to develop the skill to subtly feel yourself, your internal processes, so that it is easy to unclench your fists.
Yes, yes, yes!
Wow, this is exactly what I needed to read at this precise moment in time. Thank you!
I'm so glad. I think its what we all need at this time of year.
Maia - feeling like this time in Witch Camp is going to be more profound and deeper than the many times before. Your description of the feeling of exhaustion when you knew you were done with your clinical practice is exactly where I find myself. As much as I wish I could step off the cliff and take the leap of faith, I'm not yet in a position to do that. And yet, I'm surrendering to this dark time and doing my best to stay open to what comes through.
Deeply appreciate your sharing your experiences so vulnerably and authentically. Just finished your memoir - magnificent and hit me right in the heart Thank you for your courage and willingness to put your story out into the world for the rest of us.
Sounds like just being in the in-between, in the not knowing, is perfect, Susan. This time of year doesn't ask us to decide; it just asks us to open our clenched fists and see what happens.
So glad you're here. xx
This was an amazing and interesting story, I loved the detail and depth you went into when explaining your own experiences, especially because of how poetic and deep you are when constructing your sentences.
Thanks, Omar! I have to admit, I am kind of picky about sentences... it can make my editor nuts! :)
In 2014 my heart and soul were smashed into a million pieces. In 2015 I spent Samhain in a Mayan cemetery in Guatemala. This is a time of remembering, reflecting and gratitude. Every ending is a new beginning
Wow. That's a powerful place to be during a liminal time.
Oh Maia, I loved this! Throwing those bottles into recycling - so powerful! I know I can hold on to all sorts of beliefs and stories that I’ve become so habituated to that I hold them as facts. The truth is, they can simply be thrown into recycling and we can walk away. What a timely reminder this eclipse weekend, thank you.
Right? We hold so tightly that we forget how easy it is to just let go.
the tuning in and listening... and not getting in our own way as we listen... that's always the hard part, right?
So glad you're here!
I love that thought-- that we're putting the new year into place even as we put the garden to bed! We're doing the same thing here but I hadn't framed it in that lovely way!