When I was younger my mother used to admire my ability to withhold myself from eating certain foods. “You have such an amazing will power,” she would say. My response was always the same, “Mom, it is not will power, I just don’t use food as a way to deal with my emotions.” You see, […]
Healing Practices
Kissing the Earth by Molly Remer
Let the beauty we love Be what we do There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the Earth.” ~ Rumi Introductory note: At the end of 2016, my parents purchased a piece of land about one mile from where I already live (they live one mile further away than that). In addition to […]
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Mudras – Movement, Magic, and Manifestation at Your Fingertips by Kimi Marin
Your hands harness energy. From sign language to cultural hand gestures, your hands convey messages and every day you are talking to someone with your hands: waving, motioning, cursing, and emphasizing a point. Usually communication is referred as something you put into the external world, but what about communicating with yourself? How do your own […]
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Om Mani Padme Hum – Tibetan Buddhist Mantra and the Goddess Kuan Yin by Kimberly F. Moore
Kuan Yin is the Chinese Goddess of Compassion and Mercy. It is not flippant to say that Kuan Yin is easily the nicest Goddess that I know. No issue, no hurt, no cry is too insignificant to elicit her assistance. As with the Virgin Mary, stories of Kuan Yin appearing to those in need are found […]
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Ways to Welcome the Magic of Winter
Those of you who know me are aware that I moved back to the northeast United States this past summer to Delaware where I was born and raised after being away for 23 years. This is my first winter in 6 years and I have a confession to make – I ADORE WINTER. Yes, I […]
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To the Beautiful Mourner – Isis the Weeper that Transforms {M. Isidora Forrest}
This is a gift the priest/ess brings before the Beautiful Mourner, Isis the Weeper Who Transforms: an invocation offering of mourning. I offer You, Isis, my mourning for there is nothing else I can do with it. How is it that something so empty can be called pain-full? I am abandoned in an ocean of […]
