I pruned my head this week, as one prunes a tree in preparation for Spring — my own internal and external Spring. I spontaneously bid farewell to all of my hair. For new growth, for raw, authentic presence, for lightness and freedom and simplicity, for cultivating intentionality, for women, for my children, for my spouse, for the world, for 77 other reasons, and for quiet. Especially for quiet. This act and ritual of courageous self-love marked a new season of symbolic rebirth, renewal, and transparency for me. Becoming “bare” has opened up new field of quiet for me, in many magical ways, where I can listen and perceive, with newfound focus, to the quiet amongst the trees in the garden of my life. In this raw quietude, I can hear the whispers of what needs tending to — and I can water and nourish that, as I love a plant. May we often remind our hearts to capture the lovely silence of growing things: our children, the unrushed and delicate natural world, and our soul’s garden. And, as a plant, may we always lean towards the light, especially when the skies are gray.
Silence is a forgotten language. The village well is a forgotten meeting place. On November 2nd, I will be hosting an evening where we celebrate both (sound & silence). Join me for a small community gathering of meditative sound, uplifting stillness, and restorative energy balancing. This will be a casual evening of conscious self-care (yoga attire), where we will unwind our grip, awaken in self, connect in community, and explore the quality of the silence that the sound leaves behind for us. This is a casual, no-frills celebration of self-love and inter-connectedness. Come comfortably and don’t forget your yoga mat and socks. Light refreshments will be served. A large portion of all donations will benefit The Gentle Barn. More details below
COME இ SIT இ STAY AWHILE
~ Katherine R.
We practice intention with what goes into our mouths (i.e., the chilis pictured), but what about what comes out of our mouths via our words? Let's ask ourselves: What do the words I utter say about me? What values do my words embody? What do the words I think, my inner dialogue, say to me? What is my verbal signature? Words have energy. Words are energy. Words create or destroy, allowing us to expand luminously or dwindle. Words are catalysts and allies in our manifestation of healing, peace, and positive transformation.
According to Chloe Goodchild, the Aborigines believe in the notion that we have the capability to sound a whole new world into being.
Don Miguel Ruiz writes about "being impeccable with your word" in The Four Agreements.
I invite you to cultivate a daily practice that uses the rich beauty of language to create more harmony, more love, more connection, and more alignment...within yourself, beyond yourself.
Let's sound a whole new world into being through our choice of words. Using our voice for conscious communication, what a privilege and what a responsibility it is.
In authenticity and co-creation,
~ Katherine R.
Today's post is dedicated to Pono Kai's healing and voice, the best Australian Shepherd I know.
MY TRIBE - THANKS & GIVING EVERY DAY