Sophia Bonnie Wodin

I am taking a break from the series about Story to breathe a huge sigh of relief that Mercury, the planet that impacts movement, decision-making, communication, transportation, our relationship with things mechanical, and so much more; Mercury which has appeared to be moving backwards these past weeks, is now going direct. I hadn’t even realized that I was holding my breath! Mercury stations direct (an astrological term for planets appearing to change direction in relation with the Earth) for a couple of days now coinciding with the New Moon. These are two astrological events happening nearly simultaneously that support a release of gathered energy and new beginnings.   Cosmic happenings like these suggest that decisions or understandings that have felt stalled, issues that have gone deeply internal, all that has been delayed or waylaid, might over the next few days, loosen their grip and move forward.   What has waited in the shadows may now open up and be revealed in al...

The Way It Is

 There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
 things that change. But it doesn’t change.
 People wonder about what you are pursuing.
 You have to explain about the thread.
 But it is hard for others to see.
 While you hold it you can’t get lost.
 Tragedies happen; people get hurt
 or die; and you suffer and get old.
 Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
 You don’t ever let go of the thread.

 ~ William Stafford ~ In my last blog I described one way to experiment with changing the lens through which we view our lives.   Simply by changing our language we can turn humdrum stories of slogging through our days transforming ourselves into heroic characters and warriors, ever at the ready to meet the challenges life offers.   Thus, we become the stars of our lives just by changing our frame of reference. Today we turn our attention from actions to the qualities that hold us, especially those that we reach out for when holding our...

    “Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose.” Victor Frankl,   Man’s Search for Meaning We humans are meaning-makers.  We experience our lives and seek to ferret out the meaning of our experiences.  We do this through the power of our minds, through what I like to call our expanded minds.  Minds expanded to honor our intuition, our imagination, our interpretations.  We tend to call our meaning-making ‘reality’ and thus it becomes our stories become true for us on a deep level.  But they are truly only stories.  They are the stories we live, the stories we tell ourselves to make our lives comprehensible, in fact, sustainable. Our deepest stories may lie hidden, protected in the shadows our awareness, somewhere in the memory of unknown places of our inner lives.  Some stories amuse us along the way, we may adopt them and let them go with ease.  Still other might give us the co...

Down through time they come, the old women the wise women the daughters and sisters and mothers and all creeping through woodlands, dancing across meadows clambering up hillsides. And with them their menfolk, those who would those who followed and those who led. Wrapped in shawl or cloak against the cold winds whipping through murmuring trees, they hurry to gather in glade or across hilltop, by stream, by hearth called by a voice ancient thrumming in their hearts, stirring in their blood. “Arise, arise ‘tis the quickening of the year! Deep within my Earth belly I waken, cracking open seeds that  soon will sprout, stretching hungry rootlets, rising sap to make its patient way through trunks long waiting. “And you, my people wake from your stories told round the hearth step into the spring that is coming! Take out your seeds. Plunge hands in soil. For although snow falls this day my swelling ...