Deadline or Fruition?

February 5, 2018

“Today is the day we could celebrate making a glorious choice and having a blessingway for our summer adventure,” I said when the waking music played this morning. It is the day John heard that our Ridgerunning boss wants to know if I want the 19-week job (with John subbing for me for three weeks while I babysit my grandson.)

“But, we haven’t done that, have we?” He replied.

A full conversation ensued, which thrilled me as a sign of progress in our communication! We even talked about money, and he stayed in the conversation, and we even concluded with words instead of stormy silence. Yay! read more

What If?

January 31, 2018

My Super Blue Blood Moon experience today filled my senses with awe and my soul with awakening! A few days ago I realized that the view I would get from my employee housing here at Anza-Borrego Desert State Park would limit my experience to just the beginning of the totality phase of the eclipse. “That’s not good enough!” I declared. As a creator of fulfillment (in difference to a settler for whatever comes), I asked, “Where can I go to get the fullest eclipse experience? I need to be able to see the horizon!” Where better to see the western horizon than the west coast! read more

Diverging

January 25, 2018

Today is my tenth anniversary of completing my thruhike of the Appalachian Trail. Yesterday, I got an anniversary message from my hiking partner that I eant to share with you, dear reader!

I added it to my 2007 Appalachian Trail Journal:

http://www.trailjournals.com/journal/entry/582378

Stirring Possibilities

January 24, 2018

I’ve been playing with possibilities for my summer occupation, with an end-of – January deadline for the secure, familiar job offer. I notice how synchronous messages are helping me, waking me up, calling, supporting my choice, teasing me to choose the new, unformed creation, the entrepreneurial one.

  • My song muse wrote: “Let’s pick a date for our songfest. How about June 10th?”
  • My Ridgerunner supervisor said, “We’d love to have you…and being gone for two weeks at the end of May would not be good.”
  • I am committed to taking care of my grandson for two weeks at the end of May.
  • My women’s hiking summit coordinator said, “Time to get your workshop description in for our summit in July.”
  • My partner said, “I don’t think we’re good partners for each other” on the eve of our tenth anniversary of completing our Appalachian Trail thruhikes together and being together since.
  • Ten women said “Yes! I want to learn your technique for climbing mountains easily.
  • A hiker in the women’s group invited me to her AT thruhike group saying, “You always have good advice!”
  • A women’s group friend posted as a comment on the thread of another hiker who is struggling with a detractor, “my friend, Regina, could suggest ideas about your Inner Journey.”

As wrenching as it is, being solo removes the puzzle of creating a mutually fulfilling situation for two. I can choose for myself. On the other hand it adds more personal responsibility for logistical details, transportation, safety, cameraderie. Most of all, it dissolves the luxurious thrill of intimate co-creation and reliable companionship. read more

Job Advice Please

January 21, 2018

Summer is coming! Every year for the past seven years, the ATC offers me a ridgerunning job!  I love that job! It’s work I enjoy doing and feel good at, and the venue is the absolute best for me. It’s in the dream job category of getting paid to do something I love doing. Here’s the catch, though. As the years go on, I want to add another description to the “what I love doing” category.  I want to add, “supporting, inspiring, coaching others to create radiantly fulfilling walks” to my list of job duties. read more

Finesse Priorities

January 9, 2018

Can anyone tell me how to get self-discipline?  I don’t have much or maybe any.  I need some.  A lot.  I have some serious things I need to change.  I have no self-discipline to change them.  I am so frustrated with myself.

A friend posted this on Facebook. I have an idea about this! Play the game Satori! You’ve heard me talk about it and invite you to play, I’m sure.

I use it regularly for Old Stories in my own life. I play the game solo, with ithers, with my partner. What happens is that I discover language that describes my unconscious beliefs. I chuckle often during the game because it seems uncanny that the cards I pick randomly seem to fit my story. I realize that my stories, beliefs, energy blocks, and projections are familiar ones to the general human experience. “Ah, so I’m not alone, or unusual, or hopelessly different after all!” read more

Moon Cookie

December 18, 2017

While waiting for my grandson’s household to stir I am making good on my New Story of being spontaneously creative and doing Forgivenesswalks work by reading through draft blogposts. I’m developing a habit of posting ideas, quotes, and undeveloped dramas as drafts.

I just found one that delights me. It was an idea I had.

“November 27, 2017

Create a book using The Moon’s the North Wind’s Cookie by Vachel Lindsay. Watercolor paintings for illustrations.

Also a story of Sebastian watching the moon. Basic moon observation story.” read more

Kindness Noticed

December 18, 2017

I walked 1.5 miles between my hosts’ house and my grandson’s house.

Besides allowing myself to feel all my feelings while walking past my former family home, I noticed kindness bestowed by people I don’t know.

  • A driver stopped, waited, then backed up. A woman popped her head out saying, “Oh sorry! I thought you were a kid.” And drove on. “I am a kid at heart!” I spontaneously  replied.  
  • A man with a dog pulled off the sidewalk and waited while I passed. I felt honored, first assumi g that I would be the one who yielded. “Thank you!” I said. His dog jumped up and was held back. “Whew! Thank you twice!”
  •  A driver waited a car length back from a stop sign as I crossed in front. I waved my thanks before and after I passed.

I realized that I could have noticed equal numbers of people ignoring me, or showing unkindness. Actually, on this walk no one offered me anything that appeared unkind. 

I especially enjoyed being mistaken for a kid, as I regularly encourage visitors at my visitor center programs to be as a child in the desert, full of wonder and curiosity. I guess I radiate that even walking through the wooded neighborhood in Georgia!  read more

Personal Forgivenesswalk

December 18, 2017

I admit, I didn’t publish yesterday’s post until today after sleeping on it. I was not willing to be that vulnerable, to show up stuck in my S.T.O.R.Y. (Sustained Tale Of Repressed Yearning).

Well, as journeys through a Radical Forgiveness transformation go, I have moved another step along and can now recognize the value of yesterday’s upset. I was experiencing the first of the five phases of Radical Forgiveness: Telling the S.T.O.R.Y. and having it witnessed and validated. read more