Luminations

As some of you might know, on June 21 I fell and fractured the proximal humerus of my right arm/shoulder. It was only afterwards that I realized that that day, the day that it happened, was the full moon, the summer solstice, and my father’s birthday to boot. Being somewhat sensitive to large influxes of cosmic energy, I’m surprised…

I’ve shared a lot about learning to live with uncertainty, with change, with the I don’t know, and apparently some untoward part of me thought it might be enlightening to give me the opportunity to see how well I was doing, because on June 21, in unusual, weird, and terribly inconvenient circumstances, I fell and fractured the proximal humerus of my right arm…

The world is becoming curiouser and curiouser, and I’ve been exploring the most expansive ways to stay above the fray. That’s what I call being in observer mode, holding the larger vision for myself and for humanity. If I feel my solar plexus beginning to spin, I know I’m getting stuck in the mire…

I live a quiet life these days, although not one without challenges. At seventy-seven, for me this has become a time for going within, for expanding awareness, for learning to love and take good care of myself. And also for reflecting upon where I’ve been and where I want to be now.

Last Saturday was the final monthly seminar with my Wisdom Healing Qigong teacher, Master Mingtong Gu, for the Living Tao mentorship program I’ve been involved in during the past year. The theme Mingtong presented at our meeting was “self-love as a path to freedom.”

At the end of October, my sister and niece (my nephew’s wife) came to visit for the first time in a long while. I hadn’t seen Fran, my sister, in over six years, my niece Jodi in over eighteen years. They all live in Colorado now. I’m in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of Asheville, NC. Since I live alone, in a relatively small place…

Although I may not relish the thought of being submerged in water, I love being around water, and it somehow seemed in sync with my life theme that week that Mingtong chose Chapter 8 of the Tao Te Ching to present that Saturday. As he had been doing, he offered his own literal and intuitive…

It’s been a long time since I’ve had anyone to watch and talk about films with. Decades ago, I hosted a Cinéma Soirée group one Sunday a month, where about six or seven of my women friends got together chez moi to watch a film and share a sumptuous pot luck afterwards. I would choose the film, prepare interesting info about the actors or director…