Sophia Bonnie Wodin

When all is said and done, life tends to assume its own path and we toddle along, making the best we can of the situation as it arises. But when CHANGE comes knocking, we sit up and pay attention. So COVID-19 comes along and suddenly the unknown, the specter of Death, peers into the window of our souls and as one being, humanity locks down. It was brilliant. A humble virus, with its ability to mutate at need or whimsy, steps into its power and its power is mighty indeed. It said, “Enough! You have taken this human experiment as far as I am willing to let you go. Now STOP.” And so we did. With astounding determination everything, well, most everything, ground to a screeching halt. And Nature, in her lovely and determined way, went into high gear self-repair. Perhaps it’s the cleaner air that makes the colors so saturated this year. The cardinals more red, blue jays richer blue, goldfinches more golden. Perhaps the cleaner air sends the bird song further offeri...

A few weeks ago I wrote that I would begin teaching on line. There are those who have been encouraging me to do this for some time but I felt reluctant. I believe(d) that my effectiveness as a teacher is in the presence of the moment. But life, and COVID-19, conspired to send me on a journey seeking new ways to connect over distances. So I have taken the plunge. Or perhaps it ’ s more accurate to say, I have taken to Zoom. And let me tell you, it ’ s a steep learning curve. It turns out that teaching on line is a whole different critter than teaching in person. For one thing I notice how expressive my face has become. I find myself using visual expression like something out of psychodrama. As though I am giving permission for feelings-to-be-felt through my pantomime.  I didn ’ t know that about myself. I am more physically/facially more expressive than I realized. Maybe I have always been like this but, because I couldn ’ t see myself, I just didn ’ t notice. You l...

  Early on in the Priestessing Your Life training, my 13- month course in spiritual and personal empowerment, I invite the participants to do automatic writing about their relationship with  change . It has always proved to be illuminating. I offer automatic writing exercises to uncover the meaning underneath the words we use; what our unconscious mind is telling us; how the language we use serves us, or perhaps doesn’t . If we believe that our language creates our reality, we need to know what our words actually mean to us, personally. Sometimes I ask the participants to do the exercise again later to see if their understandings have changed.  When I introduce the writing exercise about  change  I frequently give examples including: Some of us face change head on; Some of us back into change; Other go kicking and screaming; Still others set an intention and move towards it; Some of us float in the winds of change, arriving where the...

That which has been  is coming undone And yet the form is held in the arms of Mystery the path forward is unclear and yet we follow it may the unfolding  be taken in love On the recent New Moon, just as COVID-19 began to make its presence felt here in southwestern Ontario, I drew a Tarot card. Some of you know that I frequently draw Tarot cards so naturally I would at this pivotal time. I used R. J. Stewart’s   Dreampower  Tarot. Here is a photo of the card. It is called The Observatory and is part of the major Arcana. The poem (above) is the beginning of my understanding about it. Here’s the some more….. A candle in the wind. How is it that I find myself in the far reaches of space and yet my light continues to burn brightly?  Am I a beacon? Perhaps we are all beacons.  We tend our flame to light the way so that others can see that they are not alone; so that they can find a way forward. We of...

  Vernal Equinox: a time of Balance.   The Balance of darkness turning towards light.   A time to turning outwards after a winter of reflection.   A time of action following, this year, a winter of action.   Whoops!   Many of us have been more active this past winter than we have been in a long time.   What do we do now? How can we reflect this changing cycle?   If you are like me, you fire yourself up for an action and before there’s a chance to sit back and reflect, a new action claims our attention. How do we find Balance? Clarissa Pinkola Estes is frequently quoted saying, “We are made for these times….”   Indeed it seems that we are.   We charge into the fray feeling empowered among our sisters and brothers working together. Idyllic? Yes. Then we turn on our device-of-choice to find ourselves called back to the streets, the phone, the letter-writing desk, the meeting, the workshop.   The possibi...