A few days ago I attended my first SoulCollage® workshop facilitated by Barbara Hadley. Wow! I have always liked collage but using it as a way to access my inner knowing felt like I had been handed a magic key. In the workshop we began to collage our first one or two cards for an eventual deck. This deck is completely unique and when finished will be a way I can connect with my truest self. The card I made in Barbara's workshop was my "Vision" card. What I really loved is after the card was made, we connected with a buddy, looked at our cards and just started speaking what the card had to tell us. My buddy wrote down what I was saying and I did the same for her. It was powerful! Here is what came out while I was looking at my card: "I am the one who....sees in the dark and knows which path to take. I use the elements to guide me and see color where there is none. I see light in the field. I am still and available." I am so excited to be joining forces with Barbara at Nectar with a weekend long workshop of SoulCollage and process painting in August! I can't think of a better way to connect with our creative knowing and I am curious to see what shows up.
I feel like I’ve just finished a very intense and in depth master class. If the course had a title it would probably be something like, “Adapting To The New Paradigm - Reading Your Energy To Know What’s Working” . It’s been a totally immersive, 8 week lesson that started with looking at how much money my husband and I have and allowing the number to freak us the fuck out. So much so, that the only alternative we felt we had was to sell our home. The minute we decided this, it felt unbelievably sad and we both experienced a huge amount of grief around the idea of letting this “family member” go. After we worked through the grief, we set about engaging in a string of contract signing with several companies and individuals who wanted to buy our house. It was excruciating and confusing to watch each deal that we'd make, magically dissolve into big piles of steamy horse excrement. All the while, each step we took was bizarrely out of sync with our normal way of being in the world. O