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The Creative Fire


“Many sacred texts, such as the Bible, Koran, and Torah, speak of fire as a symbol of the vital life force that can be called upon for transformation, revisioning, or the transmission of renewed meaning.
Reflect upon the four fires—the fire of vision, the fire of the heart, the creative fire, and the soul’s fire. What does fire reveal to you about your dreams, work, health, relationships, creativity, and soul’s desire at this time in your life?…The creative fire signals the work that we love, a keen awareness of our gifts, and our desire to express them as a way of contributing to the world.” Angeles Arrien
Last spring I took a wonderful class at OLLI, our local university’s Lifelong Learning Institute. Each time he offers this course, the teacher chooses a few Mystics, Saints, and Sages and demonstrates their lives and how they have enhanced our spiritual world. In discussing Bede Griffith the conversation arrived at the Christian concept of Charism. We were asked what we felt our “gift of the spirit” to be.
What all I have received as gifts – I’m not sure. But I have grown in wisdom. And I have been given the gift of empathy and compassion. I am also able to communicate, to write as if I were talking, and to encompass and express a universal point of view.
In return I pass this gift to anyone who happens upon my blog: A Letter to My Children. I encourage any and all to use my ideas – and even my words – if necessary. In addition to personal letters to my family, notes on ancestral history, and my thoughts on life, love and death, I write generic form letters on a variety of subjects to aid my readers in communicating with their own loved ones.
I live a full life with my lifelong companion. I have spent many years sustaining a rich relationship with my children and grandchildren who are all an integral part of my life. These pursuits, together with my writing, I now consider to be my most important work. My charism, if you will…
The Student

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Connection as Inspiration…Solitude as Necessity

Pelicans on the beach“Writing is a solitary business. It takes over your life. In some sense, a writer has no life of his own. Even when he’s there, he’s not really there.” Paul Auster

My exercise class is a group of women from the community who were instructed early on and who now self-direct. It makes for a fun time with all the conversational buzz that goes on without necessity to mind the teacher.

My mind began racing for the keyboard when a woman in the circle declared herself in the middle of a writing project when asked what she had been doing. Her response to a question about her book could have come straight from my head. “Oh no,” she said, “I’m not going there. Talking saps the energy from writing.”

I  about think about this often when I have an inspiration for any of my blogs. I can almost have written a post in my head, but if I talk to someone about it, the concept dissipates. There is no more impetus to write about it.

I also know that if I seclude myself, my thoughts may become circular. It is my connection with others that stimulates my thoughts. I examine myself because of my actions and reactions when with others. I cannot truly know myself  in solitude. And yet there is this part of me that I begin to withhold in that instant when a germ of an idea surfaces in my mind. I am no long totally present socially as I water the seeds of creativity within my mind.

Ah, the ever-present question: Do I be social or do I write. I have not firmly landed on either side of this internal debate.

¡Que sera, sera!

The Student

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It’s Abundantly Clear

“Everything I desire is within me.” 21-Day Meditation Challenge…Chopra Center

Evidently I struggle with scarcity mentality.  I wouldn’t have thought it.

Chopra’s “Abundance” meditations have opened up a new world for me.  I am free to follow a path of expectation of the best.

I thought I was already doing that.

Until I found this freedom in realizing that I have an abundance of time to write.

Until my skewed perception of my body floated throughout my day in the most unflattering of ways which created wonky attitudes about what I can and cannot eat.

Until I recognized that my belief that I have an abundance of energy propels me out the door for my walk. And that my love of the fall can encompass picking up leaves in the neighbor’s yard to feed the worms in my garden.

Until I comprehended that abundance is available everywhere; especially in my mind and heart.

Until I accepted that if I forget that I have abundance…I have an abundance of teachers to remind me.



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