Tag Archives: Retreat
Forever-Wild Bookends
“The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe to match your nature with Nature.” ― Joseph Campbell Continuing with the intentions shared in my last post, I took another concrete action step this … Continue reading
Summer Solstice in the Stanislaus
I am co-creating with the Universe my most fabulous summer ever! I made a list of 25 activities and elements that I envision happening and/or developing over the course of the summer, write in my journal daily about the process … Continue reading
Be, Don’t Seek
Another brand new year! 2012 is the Year of the Dragon in the Chinese zodiac and promises to be highly creative, exciting and memorable. Happy New Year! I wound down 2011 with a blessed personal retreat. As I traverse this … Continue reading
Toward Liberation
The beautiful poem Sweet Darkness by David Whyte (from his House of Belonging) speaks eloquently of Buddhist meditation practice and the inner path toward liberation and true love. Photo Courtesy of Mark Baskett Sweet Darkness When your eyes are … Continue reading
O Sweet Irrational Worship
O SWEET IRRATIONAL WORSHIP Wind and a bobwhite And the afternoon sun, By ceasing to question the sun I have become light, Bird and wind. My leaves sing. I am earth, earth All these lighted things Grow from my heart. … Continue reading
How To Be Alone
Being alone on retreat in solitude wandering inner landscape with Source as companion flowing Inner Love is one of the greatest pleasures of this life! Watch this beautiful video: How to Be Alone, by Andrea Dorfman & Tanya Davis
Retreat Thyself! To Tend Your Inner Garden
To retreat is a radical act of self-love. To retreat is an integral part of the herstory of women and the history of human culture. To retreat is an archetype as old as human consciousness. In The Woman’s Retreat Book, … Continue reading
She Who Holds The Medicine Bag
Each Woman carries within her the medicine for her healing. Sometimes it is hard to See and feel The one who holds the Medicine bag. She is there. We must Never Stop listening for her arrivals. Shh…. Silently she comes … Continue reading