ByMichelle Adam
Despite the growing cold of winter’s approach, I walked daily in the woods along the ocean at Odiorne Point, New Hampshire. I had moved closer to the ocean after my summer of healing on an inland farm, yet continued practicing walking meditations. My walks were inspired by lessons I had learned during my shamanic classes, especially…
ByJulia Chi
Today has been a lovely day, a special day… A day filled with joy and love and connection. All days have this within their essence… Each day we live has the potential to be a special day, a day filled with love, connection and joy. The key is that we stay at all times connected…
ByMichelle Adam
Three months had come and gone on the New England farm during the summer of 2000. The long days and nights of healing, walking, meditating, gardening, dreaming, and connecting with God had come to an end as had Monday poetry gatherings, swimming pool extravaganzas, and shared time and feasts with Jean’s family and friends on the…
ByGiora Carmi
I do not plan. I make what wants to be made. I listen in and do and do Until I know it’s finished I still do not know what it is I prop it up and look. I realize I like it. I find that it’s a happy painting. Someone is riding the playful waves…
ByJulia Chi
Winchmore Hill became a party street today, a big wheel right in the centre, and a stage on the green, Morris dancers in the street…Art… Music, food, clothes jewellery, gin! Everything in abundance and people crowded, packed together, enjoying the summer’s warmth… Perfect for the occasion. I could hear the merriment outside the peace of…
ByMichelle Adam
I used to walk along the forest path that lay across from the New England farmhouse where I lived in my early 30’s during my summer of 2000. Almost every day—when I wasn’t in too much pain from energy sessions intended to heal my hips—I walked the woods, learning to open my heart to life….
ByGiora Carmi
The pain was strong and unrelenting. I decided to paint it. In the stage in which it was a drawing only, it expressed the craziness and strength of the pain quite effectively. When I added the colors the effect became somewhat weaker. The power of lines to affect the areas that they point at, was…
ByCarrie Beleno
I know I’m guilty. I’ve used the word “manifesting” often…taught clients the best way to manifest, explained the difference between “light” and “dark” energy, high and low vibes, powerful emotions and low vibrating ones…not that any of that was misguided, don’t get me wrong. It was where we all were in understanding energy at the…
ByJulia Chi
I arrived at Bank tube station and walked out slap bang into the middle of London town, my feet bejewelled with pearls for the occasion; the pavement so hot in places I was glad of cool shady slabs that greeted me in the shadow of the tall elegant buildings, reaching for the sky. In the…
ByMichelle Adam
Last Sunday I gave a talk at a healing fair where I asked people to inquire into who they really were. Who are we beyond what we do, think, or how we’ve learn to act? I invited listeners to travel through their life’s stories as if they were water that changes form over time. I…
ByGiora Carmi
I prepared many colors that were to go into many shapes. But when the painting got to this point, I knew it was finished. There is an area where most of the colors are concentrated. From there, spreading to all directions, this pattern of things-added-to-things, where there are no filled-in colors, goes on beyond the…
ByGuglielminotti Trivel
The adventure of perimenopause My life has changed a lot in the last couple of years thanks to my changing female cycle. I have been observing changes in my cycle mainly in the last five years, but recently I am on a roller coaster ride, I have to say. This transforming time is officially called…