I just finished reading (or hearing an audiobook) Merle’s Door by Ted Kerasote, and it has me blubbering over the rich, mysterious and growing relationship I have with my dog Lobo. Like Kerasote’s dog Merle, Lobo has a language all his own. He is bonded first and foremost to my husband Jon, but I’m a close second. I knew he …
Know Where You’re Going to Land
Want to fly? Especially if you’ve seen Avatar, you know what I mean. Don’t we all long to soar in that free, powerful way that connects us to everyone and everything? It’s an image as old as humankind–soaring above our earthly cares and the solidity of the material world. There’s only one catch–the one I learned when I was in …
A Sand Spirit Speaks
Perhaps you’ve seen my Sand Spirit Insight Cards. I thought I’d do a little free teaching about how they work by posting some of my own experiences. So here’s the card I drew today and the little story of what it says to me. Today I’m sick, and I’m also sick of being sick! I’ve had a problem for over …
The Tree and the Open Heart
When I took this photo of a stunning tree (is it a Cypress?) I encountered in Santa Barbara, I wasn’t thinking about an open heart. I just noticed the golden light of the sunset on the trunk, and the wonderful geometric shapes of the branches. But today, in thinking about the seminar I’m teaching on Thursday about living and leading …
Stormy Weather
I am lucky enough right this minute to be sitting by a large window looking out to a very stormy sea. You may have read about the series of big storms hitting the Santa Barbara area of California, and that’s where I am, on my yearly retreat with a women’s group I’ve known for 30 years. We’ve had to rush …
A Twelve-Step Program to Break the Trance
When I was preparing to teach a seminar on Nourishing our Sense of Self, of course I wanted to feel my own Self in all her magnificence! I wanted to feel radiant, enlightened, and certain of what to offer. Instead I was filled with an unnamed and unwelcome sadness, an emptiness, a not knowing, a forgetting, and a disorientation. On …
Solstice images
Desert Solstice Golden grasses, brittle branches breaking underfoot, hidden water, last leaves gripping black mesquites. In this desert things are dying. Quail bedded down burst forth as I pass. Surprising red plants flow along the wash. The thrill of my own breath moves faster, echoing the rising wind. In this desert something new is coming. Cells fall away in me, …
Teeter totter
Ever been on a seesaw? I’m not just talking about when you were little. How about in a relationship where one minute you’re up and the next you’re oh-so-down? How about in our economy where a couple of years ago you were way up there on Easy Street and now you’re wondering if you could end up down on Skid …
Opening
Welcome to the newly renovated Through A Different Lens website! I am excited about beginning to blog—an informal format where I can offer thoughts, photos and observations—and receive your comments and ideas in return. What a great frontier the Internet is for worldwide communication! Re-writing and re-designing my website has provided me with an opportunity to stop and really take …
