Th'Muse

There is a fable of the miller's daughter. Sarah  Van Breathnach tells us to consider that we are not only the girl. . . but we are all things.  In a fable, the characters represent our inner motivations and our weaknesses.  We are also the Miller.  Do we have those which we demand the impossible?  Do we think so much of our children that we leave them no logical way to complete our expectations?  Are we Rumpelstiltskin, in that we have a secret. . . that we are not always willing for others to share, without a price.  Our service comes with a price tag, sometimes far more than the service is worth.  Perhaps at times, we are the gold.  The magical wonder that is spun from our ordinaryness.  Or, are we straw?  Willing possibilities that with the right touch, the right help, can be gold?  Are we the king, who wants what is impossible.  Who reaps without sowing, who gathers without spinning.  Are we greedy and anx...

Connections...a Soft Place to Land E.F.T Emotionally Focused Couple Therapy developed by Dr. Sue Johnson Have you ever felt angry, but nothing was ‘really’ wrong?  Do you feel alone in a crowd, or in a relationship?  Do you remember feeling like you have no one you can call when you are feeling blue?  You may be missing a deep and meaningful attachment.   From Meet Joe Black: How do you know? (Your wife loves you) Quince: Because she knows the worst thing about me and it's okay. Babies, when they are first-born, need to be with their mother’s within the first 45 minutes of birth, to be comforted and held and nursed.  If they do not have this, studies show that they can have attachment issues that continue throughout their lives.  We are no different.  If we do not have a soft place to land, someone who we KNOW is there for us no matter what, we are like a rudder-less ship, floating through experiences without an anchor.  There is help....

In “The Titans”, there was one memorable line for me.  Not that I took it how it was intended, but I loved when the female lead looked into a suffering male lead’s eyes and said, “Calm Your Storm”.  How often do the trials in our lives spiral out of control, electrify and gain energy or pummel us with difficulty simply because when we had the chance, at the pivotal moment to Calm our Storms. . . we didn’t?    Breathe.  Take in a moment to consider yourself at the end of a long pier with the world at your control.  The clouds darken, the electricity is crackling, and you control it all.  Is this what you want right now?  Close your eyes.  Call upon all that is loving and good and successful and warm, and send that into the blackened clouds, the rolling threatening tempest and let it dispel, calm, evaporate.    Take that moment to Calm Your Storm – and it will never become a Tempest.

Inspiration comes quietly. . . at first. A small pain in your side, you ignore.  Later a sharp pain, you medicate, then an agonizing burst appendix . . . and it screams “Surgery!” Listen to the Whispers. . . and the screams will never be needed. Be they emotional wholes (intentional spelling), spiritual promptings, social, intellectual longings or physical attentions needed.  Listen.  Shhhhhh, be still.

Ok, this time I just have to share a wonderful tip.  You know all those delightful cards, birthday notes, letters, "just because" cards that you have received and don't know what to do with, but really hate to toss?  I use mine for bookmarks.  It is the most delightful thing, to pick up a book and find within a precious sentiment from the past.  Today I paused and actually read the card I've been using as a marker for the book I was reading.  I had forgotten how sweet the message, how precious the sentiments. . . and I cried.  What a delightful moment tucked in my day.  A week ago, I picked up one of those 'daily thought' books, and there was a lovely card from five years ago from a precious friend of mine.  Again, I was brought to tears of gratitude as I recalled the difficult time that the card came in, the sweet peace it brought me.  So. . . I'm passing along my little bit of cheer.  Instead of a torn slip of paper, or a fancy purch...

No, really.  Whatever is wrong in your world, what IF. . . just go with me here, what IF it was exactly what is supposed to happen at this very moment.  Why do you think could be the possible reason? Go ahead.  Write it.  Right now.  No, I'm serious.  Get a pen, open your online journal, whatever. Has there ever been, in your experience, something that you thought at the time was terrible, but turned out for the best?  What if this too. . . turns out for the best?  There is power in ‘What if’.   There is also danger in it.   Make certain that your “Ifs” remain on the positive side of the continuum for the most part.   Just the consideration will cause a shift, open new avenues and allow your mind to consider and perhaps even embrace,  “Maybe So.”

Dean Byrd says that there are two types of perfection.  Horizontal and vertical.  In Vertical perfection, or striving for perfection vertically. . . we have a zig-zag approach, always striving, then falling back a bit, striving again, always feeling overwhelmed, inadequate an unbalanced.   In Horizontal perfection we are able to pause and evaluate.  Walk a while with our most recent progression.  Enjoy where we are  for a time before choosing another goal to accomplish. Vertical Perfection Horizontal Perfection Sometimes all it takes is a pause. A change in attention and focus to see something just slightly differently.  The shift in focus allows a view that may change your whole outlook.  When I discovered that I could no longer see clearly to read, I went to the dollar store and bought me a pair of simple reading glasses.  Instantly, things came into focus.  I could read with clarity and without squinting.  Headaches d...