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Every since once upon a time
There has been a little fairy named Eve
Eve is a fairy of very small size
With a bright sunny smile and dark friendly eyes
With her wand she can make the most wonderful toys
They’re small and they’re fun and she does it with poise
Eve lives in a fairy glen, most fairies do
But this special glen is a pumpkin patch, too
The fairies carve shapes out to make cozy spaces
That twinkle and sparkle like warm friendly faces
And for miles around there, most everyone knows
This part of the fairy glen’s called All Hallows
Now pumpkins and fairies are really quite dandy
But Eve’s favorite thing in the whole world is candy
She loves it, she loves it, she loves it a bunch
She’d eat it for breakfast AND dinner AND lunch
Well, fairies can do that without getting sick
But making the candy, well, that’s a big trick
Try as she may, Eve just couldn’t make any
Not even the candy you get for a penny
“Oh, what good is magic,” she asked her dear pappy
“If you can’t conjure things that would make you most happy”
Well, Eve found out in the most magical way
On a crisp autumn night that was her birthday!
Eve called all her friends to come by for some fun
The month was October, the day, 31
Her party was wonderful, full of fun games
And singing and dancing ‘round fairy-sized flames
Well, Eve’s favorite game is to play make believe
And fairies turn into the things they conceive
A dragon, a monkey, a princess, a knight
A silly old ghost and a witch with a kite
A lion, a tiger, and there in the back
Is Eve’s favorite friend, a young pirate named Jack
Well, when it was time for Eve’s birthday cake
A Huge candy tower she wanted to make
She hoped that some fairy dust sprinkled just right
And some fresh birthday magic would help her this night
But try as she may, once again Eve was sad,
Just toys shaped like candy, but tasting quite bad
A whistle that looked like a striped candy cane
A toy cake that squeaked and a doll Mary Jane
Tootsie-Roll Lincoln Logs
Candy bar blocks, harmonicas, jacks, even some rocks!
Her friends, wanting Eve to feel oh-so-much better
Decided to think up a way that would let her
and Jack, who enjoyed a good puzzle to solve
He came up with a plan, and he said with resolve:
“It’s her birthday today, we could help her to smile
We can get her some treats, a whole sack, a big pile
We’ll let others know that she’s so sad without it
We’ll go to each home in the patch, how about it?”
Well the others agreed and set off with a run
To each home in All Hallows, and boy, was it fun!
Still looking like fanciful, whimsical creatures
They went off in twos, fairy tale double-features
They could tell who was home for their pumpkins did shine
And they went to each house and repeated these lines:”We’ve come to get All Hallows Eve a nice treat
We’re looking for candy and sweet things to eat
Today is her birthday, we all feel so bad
‘Cuz she cannot make candy and that makes her so sad”
Sweet candies, confections of all shapes and sizes
Those fairy homes offered them like they were prizes
But at one house, a fairy he was funny and quick,
Didn’t have any candy, so he taught Jack a trick
“Show this trick to Eve and you’ll see her bright smile
She’ll giggle with laughter at least for a while”
So well into darkness those fairies collected
Some treats and a trick that were somehow connected
And finally (their wings were exhausted you see)
They went back to Eve and they sang happily,
“Happy Birthday Dear Eve, we’ve got a surprise
So now take a deep breath and please cover your eyes!”
When she opened her eyes, there was candy galore
Her heart leapt with joy, she had never seen more
“Oh, thank you! Oh, thank you! My dream! It came true!
And all through the magic of friendship from you!”
And for Eve, to whom candy is wonderful stuff
Finally, at last, she had quite enough.
And then Eve remembered the toys she had made
She could give one to each of her friends as a trade
This made her heart leap again, swelling with joy
As she handed each fairy a shiny new toy.
And then Jack did his trick
And it turned out just right
Eve laughed and she laughed and the whole room got bright
“Oh, Jack! You’re a lantern!” said Eve, “and what’s more
You’re the best friend a fairy could ever wish for”
And that my dear friends was the first Halloween
But it wasn’t the last, and there’s lots in between
Each year on Eve’s birthday those fairies still meet
They dress up and play games and then beg, “trick or treat”
They give candy to Eve and she makes each a toy
They celebrate friendship, true Halloween joy
Oh, the fun that they have, well, now, you can join too
So dress up, go collecting, you know what to do
Give her your candy, a toy you’ll receive
You can share in the magic of All Hallows Eve
~
We the people
In reverence for our shared earth
And all of the life expressing on it
Wanting our lives and efforts to help create a world that works for everyone
Do hereby declare and acknowledge
The radical intimacy of all living things
Our interdependence
And our responsibility for ourselves and towards each other
Brings us together to meet our challenges
Through the shared wisdom of listening with respect and care
And acting from vetted inspiration, developed together
Following a path of cooperation and fairness
Seeking a future of mutually assured development for all
Knowing our good expands by including all of life in our circle of care
And sharing the resources available to all equitably
We track the impact of our efforts through listening
Refining our solutions and patterns to benefit more beings
This is how we measure progress
The thriving of more and more of our brothers and sisters
Human and beyond
The water, the air, the soil
We acknowledge different ways of seeing and communicating
And slow down enough to make room for each entity’s message
We reckon with the legacies of extraction and exclusion that have shaped the systems of the past centuries
We acknowledge the histories of harm and the structures of dominance that have fractured our belonging.
We commit to repair — as love in action — restoring balance where life has been diminished.
We mature beyond thinking humans know best
And recognize aligned, progressive action is evolving through all of life
We mature past individual consumer acquisition
Into engaged reciprocity
We mature past posturing and speak our truths, knowing our society is designing to meet all our needs
We mature past chasing pictures of success
Into settled wholeness naturally expanding and expressing in service
Innovation continues to move us forward
Though it’s not drive for more
It’s refining our approaches for a lighter touch, more efficient distribution of resources, deeper care
We commit to each other, to our shared home, to our mutual wellness
The chase is off, the dance begins
In harmony with the music of our shared aliveness
Recently, my friend had an experience around the goddess Sekhmet in Egypt
Sekhmet is the lion-headed goddess, and she does not play
She represents “being strong” but that can be kindof elusive
So, I looked her up and I loved what I learned
Being strong means seeing yourself in the most favorable light imaginable
Isn’t that a remarkable definition?
It makes perfect sense
Strength comes from inner fortification
How better to fortify ourselves
Than by seeing ourselves in the most favorable light imaginable
It’s nourishing
You’re seeing yourself in light
And that is our strength (which I’ve always associated with grit)?
What an upgrade from my old, judgy thoughts about my strength and weakness
It’s there
In the light
That we see ourselves in
With compassion and accountability
Standing our ground on the earth
And moving through it
In the light.
What kindness, what power
What an act of self-tenderness and bold empowerment simultaneously
I love this new (to me) definition of Being Strong
It’s an invitation to action
Heck, i feel like the words themselves carry a transmission
When we see ourselves in the most favorable light
We can see more and more the world that way, too
Not judging where we are and where the improvements need to come
But knowing life is always in progress
It’s becoming
Exactly how it can through the matter it has to move
Always towards greater love, freedom, and connection
Seeing life in the most favorable light
Is available
It’s just a different orientation
Rather than trying to sort life coming at me
Figure out what’s right and wrong and if I’m prepared
I’m going to hold myself to seeing myself in the most favorable light
There’s a confidence in resource there that doesn’t have to strategize
It can meet what comes
Not from a defensive ‘trying to prove myself’ (even to myself) posture
But sovereignty in relation to all that is
May we all be strong.
The light is beautiful.
It started out simply enough
If I found myself walking toward an intersection
And the turn I was planning to take had a bunch of lawnmowers or construction vehicles
I took the other route
New walk. Starting now. Abandon old plan.
Quality of walk is important to me
That was my gateway into reading life as it presented itself
Getting out of my idea of what I thought it was going to be
And let it be what it is, cultivated and curated by receptivity to life all around me
Twirling me like a Tai Chi evasion
Tai Chi is really cool like that
I’ve seen people spin so elegantly at what could’ve been a catastrophic fall
Being in sync with life is very supportive
But sometimes it doesn’t necessarily feel like you’re in sync with life
Some days are harder than others
Some days it’s harder to see any signs
And in periods like that
Little “you’re in the right place” symbols
For some people it’s 11:11 (or 4:20) on a clock
Or the phone call when you’re thinking of someone
Or the electric company owing you money
Or the most ridiculous series of events leading to this little auspicious moment
And I call these Kisses from the Universe
Life tying itself in a little bow to let you know you’re loved
Of course we’re always loved
But these fleeting moments brush against us with a wink
You can feel it - it splashes on you - it’s undeniable
Noticing these kisses amplifies their ability to delight us
A good thing appreciated becomes a great thing
We all shine brighter when we’re noticed and appreciated
Including dynamics
The dynamic of being in relationship with all of life brightens as we tend to it
We don’t have to plan it all in our heads, it’s gonna happen in real time
That’s an orientation that bestows effulgent blessings
It lets us be in the moment, in trust, feeling all we encounter is invested in our thriving, as we are in theirs
Claire Zammit has a saying, “The universe is organizing around my success”
And nature plays out that nature cares for and evolves through each of us, all of itself
A thousand unseen strands of connection hover around us always
And every once in a while we get these overt, can’t-miss-it signals:
We’re on the right track.
Bask.
Scilla Elworthy said, “anger is like gasoline, if you keep it in, it poisons you, if you spit it out, it makes everything around you more flammable. If you put it in an engine, it can move you forward”
I like this a lot
I’ve kept anger in, and know that does, indeed, make me sick
I know how to spit it out, and I’m old enough to have learned that I prefer it when that’s not what I do
But what engine?
I don’t have a clear course of action
An existing engine I can pour my grief/anger/love into
To make real change
Like, many attorneys are pouring their grief into lawsuits
I get the ACLU’s engine
But what’s mine?
Maybe mine isn’t here yet - but that feels like a cop out
The fact remains, I haven’t found an avenue
No Kings Days are wonderful, but every four months is not enough
I have a lot of love (showing up as anger) I want to act on
But it doesn’t know where to go
Thomas Hubl gave us an exercise once
Of taking anger and moving it down through your body and into the earth
At first I was like “I don’t want anger to fill my whole body”(as if it wasn’t already)
And, “I don’t want to give the earth this icky stuff”
But he continued, “when the energy goes into the earth, what comes back up from the earth is your clear yes or your clear no. The earth knows how to compost energy into truth, and gives you a foundation to move with clarity.”
I did the exercise
When the energy reached and went into the earth
Truth came back.
It actually gave me both my clear yes and my clear no.
The anger I’d been feeling was with my son’s coach
Evangelical toxic masculinity wrapped in scripture
I’d struggled with anger with him for more than a year
And the next time it came up, I did this exercise
As my anger passed all the way down my body and hit the earth,
I got a very clear, “here are my values and priorities” yes,
And a very clear, “i won’t engage with this kind of behavior” no
And was able to communicate it without anger or drama
Just with clarity
Because my anger had been turned INTO clarity
And it’s worked with other things, too
I have no idea how this applies at scale, with collective anger
But I’m curious
And I’ve decided to channel my anger into the engine of the earth
Pouring through thick roots, my anger is pulled by the branching tendrils
Effortlessly drawing energy through my body and into the earth
Offering clarity in return
Even though clear action hasn’t arisen
That’s OK. I’m filling my tank.
Engines need fuel. Fill-ups take time.
And this is an edge for me - urgency
Professional pit crews can fill an engine with gas in record time
I am not a pit crew
This is not a fine-tuned machine
I don’t know how long it will take
But I do believe that when my path becomes clear
I’ll be topped up and ready to go
Clear in my values and supported in my structure.
Next time you’re angry
I invite you to try this ‘bringing it down, through, and into the earth”
See what happens
I’d love to hear how it goes for you.
I am stunned regularly by all the beauty in the world. The natural world, and the world of wisdom.
I bow to the many teachers pointing me towards myself, while holding the mirror of eternity
My Ministry of Stillness website has a long list of teachers I love
And there are four primary teachers whose work weaves together into the hammock I can rest into
But today, I’d like to talk about the message which resonates the clearest and is most impactful for me.
It’s the work of a channel named Paul Selig, and his “Guides” who call themselves Melchizedek
I’ve been in accord with this work for a decade as a primary influence.
It offers a certainty that the divine is in dominion -How could it not be?
We can align to it or struggle against it, we are in choice
But it behooves us to recognize that EVERYTHING is divine.
“The denial of the divine is the only challenge humanity truly faces”
God is in expression everywhere, as everything
This makes a lot of sense to me
And the truly awful stuff?
That’s a part of the divine acting in denial of the divine
Every time.
“[this] is part of love, too. It’s just the part that doesn’t know it is”
But in no way does it diminish the holiness that holds the whole
And so we can re-see, re-know, and reclaim
What has been held in shadow for generations
The process isn’t easy or clean.
But it is underway, and we are a part of it
“Transformation is impolite”
Things aren’t going to dance into place in pleasing ways because we ask nicely
Long-denied truths are coming up to be tended to
There is purpose and potential we don’t understand in every action in creation
And we can align to that. Or not.
But “What you damn, damns you back. What you bless, blesses you in return”
Let’s bless everything, shall we?
Even if we struggle with it (as you’ve been watching me do ;)
“What am I to learn?” puts you in a position of humility and authority in any instance”
And this willingness to learn naturally helps us to shed the old and become the new
Which makes perfect sense, as “the new comes at the cost of the old”
We have to be willing to give up old ideas, beliefs, and ways of doing things
Life is demanding that of us, isn’t it?
I am profoundly grateful for this orientation
As imperfectly as I live it
Every drop of alignment to it refreshes me, heart and soul
And makes me honor everything I encounter
And so I touch this bead to my lips, to my head, to my heart
And give thanks.
I had this entirely different post written, and as I went to schedule it, Substack showed it to be the 108th post.
Happy Full Mala Day!
Thank you, thank you, thank you for being with me, for reading, for caring
For holding my wobbles and my light
As I learn to do the same
For example, I thought 108 was tomorrow, and it unexpectedly showed itself to be today
In the scheme of things, this is a miscalculation I can deal with.
As I look back to the beginning of this cycle
My intention was to chronicle this experience from inside the crisis
I am still in crisis
I am still chronicling
So, I guess it’s a success
One thing this body of work has brought me
Is a trust in the flow of inspiration, even with the occasional eddy
While my situation hasn’t changed much
It has also changed a lot
The process continues to unfold
I continue to unfold
Sometimes willingly, sometimes with resistance
Because I am not an automaton
My emotional hills and valleys form a landscape that hosts an ecosystem
In deep synchronization with every other living ecosystem
Sometimes there’s flow
Sometimes there’s conflict
Both are natural and welcome
One feeds us
The other exercises us
The worldview that an ideal life has no conflict
Is a very weird construction
A setup to have us dissatisfied unnecessarily and often
I read a book called Good to Great when my oldest was in preschool
It talked about the president of a company who was so frustrated by how often his workday was plagued by interruptions
Until he realized, the interruptions were where all the juice was
It was what connected him to the living, breathing movement of his company
Gave him real data, insight into the challenges, relationships with people
The interruptions were exactly where he needed to be
To know, lead, care and create real and lasting impact
Talk about reframing!
That book let me listen to my kids 1,000 times better than I would have before reading it
Interruptions are where life happens
And so in this messy moment
I can embrace the whole of it (most of the time)
Knowing the process is ongoing
And be grateful for the care and support
Walking me home
Thank you
Deep bow.
About 500 times in my life, I’ve started a project I thought “would be IT”
“IT” was exhausting
Many lovely things happened through these efforts
But not what I was hoping for:
A conduit through which I could contribute my gifts to the world and support myself doing so
Something sustainable that laid a foundation I could rely on
Something rooted in service and rising in love
Something every self-help or entrepreneurial guru told me I could do easily
If I just utilized their 7 point system or 12 week mastermind.
During these many years of trying to find my Ikigai
[I’m sorry I keep doing this to you.
I was a Japanese major in college.
Ikigai is “reason for being”
It’s where your passion and your talent
Meet the world’s need and willingness to pay money]
While I learned and loved and grew and adapted
I have felt my own inadequacy
As well as significant shame
For being endowed with gifts and privileges
And not finding ways to utilize them to benefit others (much less support myself)
That felt like a violation of some unseen contract I couldn’t quite decipher but was responsible to
And added a lonely, bitter flavor
To an already pungent soup.
This combination of longing and shame
Has been sitting on my shoulder since I left college and started my first nonprofit
And it is here, today, too
But today I’m meeting it differently.
Today I’m beginning something I don’t expect to be “It”
I have hope that it could lead to something that could help me build some financial scaffolding
But even the times I’ve thought
“Wow. A lot of people could really use this. This could be big”
I’ve also thought:
“Lots of things can be big and aren’t. This just needs to stay true. To my nervous system, my felt sense, and reliance on and alignment to nature”
That feels so much better
Than the painful hopefulness of my other 499 attempts
And at least 15 people told me in the last 2 weeks that I use too many big words
Maybe all of my encouraging English teachers would be proud
But, it shows I won’t appeal to everyone
And try as I may to NOT use big words
Ikigai was the right word there
Even if I had to explain it
So, I’m going forth as myself
Knowing I am not for everyone
I can’t be
And I don’t need to be
Yesterday, I passed out fliers at a protest
And someone asked why i was doing it
I said, because my practices really help me, and I have the time because I can’t find a job
She said she ran a small nonprofit theater and asked me to call her
Maybe that’ll be “It” - somewhere I can help art flourish
I have no idea
And for the first time in a long time
I’m rather glad for it.
I am learning to invite people into my world more directly. Thus, I have added this subscribe button :)
The Buddhist rosary is called a mala
It has 109 beads. 108 to count the repetitions of a mantra or prayer
The 109th as the “guru bead” or the one where we acknowledge and thank the one who taught us the prayer
It also lets you know when you finished the 108 mantra cycle
Very handy
The number 108 is symbolic, holding both the binary of 1 and 0 and the infinity of the number 8
October 22 will mark 108 posts—completing a full mala of Falling Gently
It feels like the end of a full cycle of small prayers
On October 23 I will start a series here on my primary teachers and why I love them
A nod to the guru bead
But I will also be starting a new mala, a new endeavor, on October 23rd
Focused on somatic attunement, nature, and exploring divinity
With a website called Grounded Wonder
And 1:1 sessions called Anam Ċara
Anam Ċara means “soul friend”
A role in the Celtic spiritual tradition
A person who offers a safe place to be, to share, to grow and let go
All in the context of the divine
This is a practice I’m launching today, actually,
Since I’ve been doing it all my life 😊
But on Thursday I’ll have the official first shared daily practice
Beginning what I hope to be a cycle of 108 daily offerings, Inshallah
[Inshallah is an Arabic phrase meaning “if God wills it”
And I realize this is starting to sound like an airport announcement and I’m sorry, this is all very important to me]
This new offering will be called “Living & Breathing In Trump’s America”
And will be a 30 minute live, shared daily practice
Anchoring us in Nature and Humanity
So we can regulate our nervous systems
As we encounter the many assaults the current administration is making on the vulnerable
It will be free the first 10 days, and Mondays will always be free
I don’t expect anyone to join, but please do if it suits you
I certainly don’t expect anyone to join every day
But I love the idea of having a live resource when you need it
This substack will continue as it has.
It means a lot to me.
I have been told it is a little too deep, and a little too lofty, for people to share readily
Which I get.
I know my writing asks something of you, and I appreciate your generosity in meeting me
These new offerings, especially the nervous system regulation related to the political moment
Feel very shareable, I think, and I hope you will
This may be more supportive of building a community of co-practitioners…
I’m very curious how all of this lands
If you have any ideas for improvement of these ideas
Or comments on my website if you have time to check it out
I need help
Focus. Distillation. Notes on clarity.
If you’ve got thoughts, I’ll take them with enthusiastic gratitude.
But, as this first mala of my public expression nears its guru bead
I thank you again
For holding my hand and heart so gently to get me here
xo
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