The Resonant Self Life Coaching

I highly recommend this book!
I wrote a review from it if you click on amazon to express my thoughts on it. A truly meaningful work while in the process of self healing! Really worth reading it! Thank you, DrLoni!

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For the Sake of My Sanity: One Woman's Journey of Speaking Truth to Power and Ignorance PREFACE If you love my expression of feelings Please do not trap me into silence Making me solely responsible for all my inner thoughts I am the voice of the women who cannot speak The tear drops of children that do not understand for which they are shed Any voice trapped into submission I am the...

Check out my contribution to My Writing Process Blog Tour centering on Nostalgia, Memory, and the mysterious surprising journey that Language makes alongside ours. Next week writers: Paola Igliori, Stacy Ardis Dyson, and Letizia Airos Thank you, Edi Giunta for inviting me to participate.

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In Media Res “Rummaging in our souls, we often dig up something that ought to have lain there unnoticed. ” wrote Tolstoy. It figures we try writing, to put things back in their place, generally unsuccessfully....

My grandmother, serene in the garden at dawn, humming to her roses. She spots me, barefoot and sleepy, picks me up and rests a drop of dew on my lips, smiling. I am quenched and put my cheek on her bosom. This image is my opening for the year coming. As time passes I sense my energy shifting towards quietness rather than voices, which, in fact, tend to distract me from creativity and my work with the Orisha. Having dedicated my time to people, gregariousness, and communal laughter, it’s strange to awaken to a need for solitude. My older friends tell me I’m evolving into an elder. I welcome this; it feels at once grounding and light. I wish for the humming of the heart and more and more, lately, I’ve been hearing it when I have been quiet. I wonder how many out there are going through it, how many like me feel less and less the need to share time with others and more the urge to commit the latter to prayer/creation. My plan for 2014 is to spend as much time as possible by myself, to reconnect with Spirit, Soul, and Self, and regenerate Consciousness. I have a vision that my priesthood – serving the people at large, loving the world - will find the deepest expression this way. And I have one wish, to travel alone to an unknown place and walk it on foot. I wish you all the same: dare to voice to yourself your deepest desire and grant it. Follow your bliss.

Apparently the summer is an outside/outdoor season, calling people in the streets, on sidewalks, out in the gardens, on balconies and to travel, on the road, in the outdoors... but this fever of going going going ends up taking us unfailingly to the center of ourselves. Isn't it, in fact, in the stillness of doing nothing -one of summer afternoon's greatest disciplines- that most creative thoughts feverishly twirl, waiting to emerge? Summer, more than any other season, is the limen of things future, which we cradle into existence softly, as a promise to our gentler part of ourselves.

For we can't forget anybody and even among those of us who love and enjoy our mothers, their memory, or our own motherhood, we can dismiss that part of ourselves that mourns, that part that struggles, that part that can't quiet the doubt.

In Case Mother’s Day is Hard for You You want to be cheerful. You want to be with the program. But some years there are all these little points of pain that will not go away.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” Marianne Williamson

THE GUEST HOUSE

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

-- Jelaluddin Rumi,
translation by Coleman Barks

No River can return to its Source, yet all Rivers must have a Beginning.

Being one with ourselves versus being alone. How profound the effect on our spirit from being with ourselves versus being alone. The latter can happen at all times, when we are surrounded by our spouse, children, friends and family, co-workers, and people all around us. We are in the center of the…