In the old tales, young women are sent on dangerous quests that involve learning to sort one thing from another. One such teacher is Baba Yaga, about whom I’ve written previously. Baba Yaga is a crone, and when she can be bothered, she teaches too-sweet maidens how to sort poppy seeds from dirt, how to The skill of telling one thing from another, and why it's important| Harvesting Stones
#post_contentThinking about labels and the experience and feeling behind them| Harvesting Stones
#post_contentTolerance is a mutual agreement to live peaceably with differences| Harvesting Stones
#post_contentPart one of understanding boundaries| Harvesting Stones
I sit down this week with a tangle of feelings around what I want to say. It’s hard to know how to begin. Sometimes I think with longing of the days I lived alone. There were things about being alone that were destroying me, which is why I left that life, but I did have The futility of arguing about who's right and who's wrong; connection vs. division| Harvesting Stones
Learning to stop people pleasing.| Harvesting Stones
One of my favorite things about life is that changing one subtle thread in the pattern of our behavior and identity can change the whole picture in unexpected but beautiful ways. The overculture promises such a transformation if we buy the right product, but that’s a hollow promise. If we really want change, we have Being over-responsible for others versus being under-responsible for ourselves; learning to switch our unhealthy patterns around responsibility| Harvesting Stones
The word “respect” is jumping up and down in my life this week, hand thrust in the air, saying “me, me, me!” This post started with more from R. D. Laing’s book, Knots: "A son should respect his father. He should not have to be taught to respect his father. It is something that is Considering respect: what it looks like, what it means. Is respect the same as agreement?| Harvesting Stones
When I underwent emotional intelligence training, my coach asked me the question, “Chocolate or vanilla?” over and over. Now, my partner and I use that phrase frequently as we live our life together. It always makes me smile. Life is ridiculously complicated. At other times, it’s ridiculously simple. Our experience lies in the heart of The power inherent in intentional choice; how often we abdicate that power and stay stuck and disempowered| Harvesting Stones