Perhaps it's the time of year...Halloween, Samhain, Dia de los Muertos, All Souls Day, when the veil between the worlds thins. Maybe it's the arrival of stick season here in Vermont, when the gorgeous colors of the stark tree trunks and their branches emerge after the dropping of their spectacular foliage. Or maybe it's Tuesday, looming like a giant gash in the American psyche.
This confluence has me pondering. How did I become unmoored? When did I go adrift? When did I wander off my path?
When did my center wobble?
Not sure, but it has been a wonderful journey, this finding my way back home to myself.
Here are some things that have been guiding me back...it's sort of a menu...maybe you will find something here that is nourishing?
-Renewing my meditation practice. Tara Brach helps so much with this. You can find some of her sample meditations here.
-Finding liv sulerud via Instagram. A writer, ecofeminist and healer, her voice has spoken to me and invited me to do some deep thinking. Working through some of her prompts led me to leave the crazy world of Facebook. Feeling better aligned already, thank you very much!
-I've listened to this twice now, and may listen again. I invite you to find the time to give it a listen. This On Being podcast is an important challenge to the hole we have all dug ourselves into....
-Reading David Budbill's poetry. One of Vermont's finest, the world lost his physical presence in September, but his words live on in the many volumes of his work. This one especially.
-Eating with the seasons. The older I get the more respect I have for my body. How it feels directly reflects what I have put into it. Plain truth.
So, dear readers, where are you finding nourishment these days? I would love to have some more resources in my back pocket.
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