After 6 Weeks the seeds of growth are planted

Last evening was the last session of my 6-week workshop,” Writing Your Next Chapters.”
There is a special bond that forms between women who gather to explore and encourage one another on their journeys. Though all the participants were over 45, they were all in their own unique place in their lives. Some were stepping out into new independent lives, their kids having grown up and flown the coop, and some still had middle-schoolers and all that that entails.  Each woman provided unique perspectives and input to the group. The most diverse plurality makes the most perfect unity.
As I work with clients, it never fails to amaze me how powerful Metaphor is for self-understanding and growth. It allows us all to reframe our experiences from the past and the present, creating a new lens with which to look at our lives, our experiences, and ourselves. It may even crack open old patterns of behavior that no longer serve.
Today, while reflecting on the last six weeks, I went looking for a creative image to represent this particular group of women, myself included. The impressionist painting from 1891 by Camille Pissarro, “Peasant Women Planting Stakes,” captures that hope of new beginnings, the anticipation of growth to come, and the planting, deep in the earth, of frames and structures for the seedlings to grow on. Grow on ladies, grow on.

Peasant women Planting Stakes

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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.