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Archive for March, 2008

In my quest to live into the art of being a person I’ve been curious about parenting – mothering especially. I’ve been asking myself what can I learn about the thread that connects my mother to my soul, her mothering to my mothering?
It goes without saying that her mothering influences my own mothering. That’s the [...]

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Shortly after his 13th birthday, our son took on his father. The preteen years had been rough for him, and the relationship between these two was often a bit percussive. One day, after the hundredth in a series of power clashes with his father, our son came into the study where I was working and [...]

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And I don’t mean yes you may spoil your inner child. As in, go ahead, spoil her.
That big pot of motherless stew is still simmering on the back burner. Today I’m back to wondering what’s a motherless child to do? And just how, exactly, does knowing I carry a prophetic longing for the whole of [...]

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Synchronicity

In archetypal lore there is the idea that if one prepares a special psychic place, then the being, the creative force, the soul source, will hear of it, sense its way to it, and inhabit that place. Whether this force is summoned by the biblical “go forward and prepare a place for the soul” or, [...]

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Hi, it’s me, reporting to you live from my self-imposed religious exile, on Easter Sunday morning, 2008. The mood here is a bit melancholy, I’m afraid. Feeling adrift and homeless casts a sad shadow on the hope and celebration of Easter, I admit. On the other hand I have to say I truly wouldn’t have [...]

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I’m pretty done with the whole healing gig. Don’t get me wrong – I believe in the value of it, and when I was in need of healing I was all about it. Therapy, recovery groups, self-help books, retreats, journaling, healing prayer – you name it I’ve been into it. But I’m worn out with [...]

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Tale of Two Mothers

I am well past the stage of mothering small children. However, I have the privilege of being witness to the mothering talents of my two dear friends, DeeAnn and Jen. I’ve often wondered how I managed to become heart friends with these two women who were raised in the generation behind my own, but [...]

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My mother was born in 1923 in a sod house on Nebraska’s prairie. She was a second child, the first daughter of a group that would eventually number six – two boys, four girls. I never met my grandfather. He died before I was born, and I have no idea what took him. My mother [...]

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I’ve had an explosion since yesterday, in my mind. A vein of gold. I hardly know what to say now, I’m so full of ideas.
Motherlessness, let’s see…I had a mother of course, as we all did. Mine was fine. Good enough, as they used to say in certain psychological circles. According to object relations theory, [...]

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On Friday, at Europa Cafe with the Jens, we shared the stories of our hearts with candor, vulnerability and love. The piece I shared was about the soul crisis I’ve been having around my work as a psychotherapist. I hoped that if I could lay it gently onto the table among [...]

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