Posts Tagged ‘mindfulness’
Winter Solstice – Time to Celebrate Change || By Catherine Dockery, MA, Conscious Aging Facilitator
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself. –Rumi All is well – Namaste! Nothing signifies change more than the winter solstice. Since prehistory, the winter solstice has been a significant time of year in most cultures. It marks the symbolic death and…
Read MoreInside the Seeker’s Journey || By Rev. Mary Coday Edwards, MA
And you, when will you begin that long journey into yourself? -Rumi Journey is the metaphor often used to make sense of the twists and turns along our life’s experiences and into those we take into our psyche’s unconscious or soul (1). These include the heroine’s journey, the hero’s, and the night-sea—all complex journeys toward…
Read MoreGuided Meditation: 2 Minutes || By Annabelle Denmark MA, LPCC
As you get ready for this guided meditation? Find a comfortable space, and put your phone ondo not disturb. Spend a few minutes writing down your to do lists, and thoughts, and anything else you need towrite down now so that you don’t forget.Stand, sit or lay down.Now close your eyes or watch this video:…
Read MoreCarl Jung on Owning Your Shadow || by Rev. Mary Coday Edwards, MA
WHAT IS OUR SHADOW? Jung said the shadow is that which I do not wish to be. It’s those parts of my personality or my organizations, if we look at the collective level, that when they’re brought to my awareness, I find them troubling. It includes a whole range of our reality that is not…
Read MoreFinding Beauty in Imperfection || By Catherine Dockery MA, Conscious Aging Facilitator
Nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect -Richard Powell, Wabi-Sabi Simple Life is impermanent and imperfect, and hanging onto a hope that the future will be different can just be an attempt to hold back this reality. If this is the case, hope can actually be deceptive and harmful. It can perpetuate unrealistic…
Read MoreWriting Your Trauma: Why, How, & When || By Rev. Mary Coday Edwards, MA
Why Write About Your Pain? Your stories have healing potential—for yourself and others. However, don’t make yourself miserable telling them and then block or stop the project. How To Write Telling your trauma can be triggering. You’re opening yourself up to being seen—by the public or a critical eye. Some trauma survivors unconsciously associate “being…
Read MoreSecular Spirituality: Why It’s Necessary || By Rev. Mary Coday Edwards MA
Awe: The avalanche’s sharp crack echoed through the valley as it broke off from Pakistan’s Karakorum Mountain Range and slid down the range’s craggy peaks. Ice crystals spun into my hair and brushed my face.Awe: In a blur of stripes, a great herd of African zebras thundered past my tent in Kenya.Awe: I sat mesmerized…
Read MorePLASTICS, PEOPLE, PLANET: We’re All Hitched Together || By Rev. Mary Coday Edwards MA
Pieces of black plastic bags plagued every landscape—including remote mountain areas—that I drove through in Pakistan. Plastic packaging bumped against me as I snorkeled in Indonesia’s seas—always scaring the heebie-jeebies out of me and threatening to pour seawater into my snorkeling tube as I frantically fought off what I perceived as a baby octopus or…
Read MoreHealing Mother Earth || By Rev. Mary Coday Edwards, MA
“The earth is wounded,” I said to my Nepalese translator, guide, and micro-hydropower teacher. I was in Nepal to research renewable electrical power options for Afghanistan. We sat in the bright sun at a small, makeshift outdoor tea shop high in the Himalayan mountains. Electrical wires follow roads, and we’d been discussing the difficulties and…
Read MoreTIME TO TURN TURTLE, Part 3 || By Rev. Mary Coday Edwards, MA
Turn turtle: Flip your way of thinking, as I’ve written in my last two blogs. When I lived in Jakarta, Indonesia, I met a woman who started a cottage industry recycling Jakarta’s vinyl/plastic packaging material. This plastic material encased many products—laundry soap, shampoo, toothpaste, and drink pouches that came with straws. The garbage heaps were…
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