Personal Myth

Personal Myth Carl Jung

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Danger! Deep water—rip tides—dangerous surf

 

  Humpback Whales

What is it in your life that you keep pushing back under every time it surfaces?

The greatest accomplishments, the sweetest victories and even the pinnacles of success cannot be reached, thoroughly experienced and enjoyed without “Knowing Thyself.”

What good is it to be wealthy if you are alone and unloved? Where is the fulfillment of your gifts to the world if you are struggling everyday when you know you have so much to give?

We all have submerged wishes, desire, fears and faults.

If we are brave enough to take the journey into the deep

If we are brave enough to swim with them and give them a voice

If we are brave enough to face our deepest-selves, our own brokenness, and mortality

Then fear dissolves. Then real growth, movement, and fulfillment are possible.

You cannot say yes to the adventure and no to the dragons, they are the same thing.

 

A Heroine’s Journey 4-Week Workshop! For Women 40+

Registration Now Open! Workshop starts September 29th!

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“All people go through psychological rites of passage, trials, triumphs and transformations in their lives. The very real, physical, psychological and spiritual changes that occur from one stage of life to another, from the day we are born to the day we die, are natural and normal, you are not alone. EVERYONE is experiencing or will experience the changes you are navigating.

There is a treasure map within the human psyche that can help us prepare for these changes, weather storms and plot a new course for the future. I hope that you will join me for this life changing workshop, and learn new skills that can help you become the co-creator of your future!”

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For more information and to register go to

https://www.eventbrite.com/e/mythological-midliferytm-a-unique-4-week-workshop-for-women-40-tickets-18284879567?ref=estw

 

Starved by the Mundane

Carpinteria, CA Sunset

I need more time in nature. I need to make-take more time to feed my soul with the heady scents of ocean mist, warm pine, cooling eucalyptus, cabbage roses, new mown grass, and the living earth after the rain.

I need more time in nature to feel the teasing breeze, the gauntlet of wind flying down the canyon with dust for the sea, the spongy step of cool lawn, or shifting sand, hot, hurried and promising, on the way to waves; their rush and roar eternal, as I dive under the back-breaker rolling over me, to pop up, laughing and sputtering with my kids, on a day at the beach.

I need more time in nature and fewer dishes.

I need more time in nature and less cleaning.

I need more time in nature, a sky-full, a cup-full, a breath-full, a mouth-full, a heart-full a day.

I have been starved by the mundane in living.