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Not Just for Writers – Wild Women, Wild Voices Book Review

As a writer, I am always looking for great resources for priming my creative pump.  Wild Women, Wild Voices – Writing from Your Authentic Wildness, by Judy Reeves is such a book.  This book is not just for writers, however.  Wild Women, Wild Voices is for anyone (including men) who have experienced life and are searching for tools through which they can process and give their life experience expression.  This book provides so much more than what it promises by helping to support not only our creative expression, but the self-actualization that is accomplished when we take time to grow through what life has to offer.  Well done Judy! 

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 From the publisher:

Unlike other books exploring the concept of the wild woman, Wild Women, Wild Voices goes on to offer practical ways to reclaim and use the wildness and one’s own “wild” voice. It offers assignments such as daily journaling or writing with prompts and topics related to the subject of the book; suggested activities to further experience the “wild women within” and give her freedom; and quizzes, references, and inspiring quotations to reinforce the ideas and concepts.

Focusing consecutively on the cycles that make up a woman’s life, Reeves covers:

  • Claiming the Wild Woman — rediscovering the deep connections with ourselves and others
  • Mother/Sister/Daughter and family connections
  • Loves and Lovers
  • Friendship — The Wild Woman in Community with Other Women
  • Artist/Creator — The Authentic Work of Wild Woman
  • Life Journeys — Quests and Pilgrimages
  • Death and Legacies — The Unveiling of the Wise Woman

Judy Reeves has proven through her successful writing books, including A Writer’s Book of Days, that she understands how to help writers achieve their goals. Now, she takes that expertise and turns it into something specifically aimed at freeing a more innate and truer voice within women. There is no doubt that Wild Women, Wild Voices provides an opportunity for women to claim their wild woman and make a joyful noise with their individual, authentic wild voice.

 

JudyReeves3_cJudy Reeves is a writer, teacher, and writing practice provocateur who has written four books on writing, including the award-winning A Writer’s Book of Days. In addition to leading private writing groups, Judy teaches at UC San Diego Extension and at San Diego Writers, Ink, a nonprofit literary organization she cofounded. More information at JudyReevesWriter.com.

 

 

Posted in Being Human, creativity, Initiation, Inspiration

Where do I fit in?

Today’s blog explores the universal human search for connection.  Who am I in relation to the people around me?  Who or where is my tribe?  Who are the people who will love and accept me for who I am and honor my gifts?

Fountain Pen and Pound Sign

Desperation

Over the past two weeks, I found myself overcome with an inner tension, restlessness and frustration.  In this state of tension, I began indulging behaviors that I had hoped would ease the tension, instead, they only made matters worse.  As my tension escalated and began approaching critical mass, I sent a desperate text to a friend, “I’m just trying to find out where I fit!”  And then it hit me…….the cause of my tension was the unresolved life-long search for where I fit in – a search that is not mine alone, but belongs to every one of us who long to be known for who we truly are and unconditionally loved for it.

The Universal Search

As a species, we are pack animals.  Like wolves, we function better when we live in collaboration and cooperation.  Beyond simple survival, within a loving, supportive, collaborative community, we thrive.  We feel the nurturing and support that we need to connect with our gifts, cultivate them and find fulfillment in the vocation of sharing these gifts in service to the community.  For some, this sense of healthy and supportive connection comes through family, church, school, work, clubs, etc.

Tension within the tribe

Many find that as they grow and mature in their awareness of their truest selves and how they are called to be that in the world, this drive creates conflict within the tribe.  Every community has rules, and sometimes the truths we come to know about ourselves no longer fit the rules of the community.  Then we are faced with a decision, honor our truth and break from the tribe, find a way to make our truth fit the rules of the tribe or forsake our truth all together.  None of these decisions are right or wrong and all will result in some kind of pain, but sometimes the force of our truth is so great that we have no choice but to make the most difficult decision which is to break with the tribe.

Breaking with Tribe

When the force of our truth is so great and we find that in order to really be the person God created us to be, we sometimes have to leave the comfort of the community where we at one time seemed to fit in.  This is often an excruciatingly painful break, leaving us feeling as if one of our vital organs (usually the heart) has been removed.  We feel empty, lost, like a boat adrift without rudder, oar or sail.  It is a treacherous time of emptiness and loss.  Moving through this departure, we have to grieve….and we have to experience all the stages of that grief – anger, depression, sadness, bargaining and denial.  And depending on the depth of connection previously felt in the tribe, this grieving can take years, or even a lifetime.

The Pilgrimage to ourselves

Separating from the tribe for the sake of our truth, however, is sometimes the only way we can be truly free to respond to God’s call for us in our lives and to freely and openly share the gifts God has given us.  When we have the courage to leave the tribe behind, we begin the God-driven path of pilgrimage.  Pilgrimage is a journey through the wilderness to a far and distant land. The goal of a pilgrimage is two-fold:  finding God and finding Self.  On a pilgrimage, we leave everything behind except that which we need for survival….or better yet, we leave everything behind and trust in the generosity of strangers for getting our needs met.  Sometimes on a pilgrimage we have a map, a pathway to follow, but even with a map, we have no idea where we are going, how we are going to get there or how long it will take.  While on the pilgrimage, we are confronted with all of our fears, unhealed wounds, unfulfilled longings, unmet needs, hidden attachments.  The purpose of this “life review” is so that we can acknowledge them (name the demon) and give them release.  Once freed of all the inner obstacles to knowing God and knowing Self, the quiet voice of our deepest truth begins to speak.  The guiding hand of the Divine gently directs us along the course and we are eventually brought to our destination.

How do we know we’re there?

The trick about the destination, however, is that it is continually revealing itself and there is no finish line or banner that says, “YOU’RE HERE!”  The destination shows up in quiet, subtle glimpses of a felt sense of contentment, fulfillment, peace – a feeling of being home.  For me, it showed up at the close of the week as I set down my sword and picked up my pen.  Instead of fighting my old fights or beating my head against the wall trying to fit in, I wrote to my pain.  I wrote to my loneliness.  I wrote to my search for tribe.  I picked up manuscript and completed the final edits.  I explored resources for writers.  I posted a new page on my website offering mentoring support for other writers.  And then…..I went to dinner with a friend and took in an evening of live music where I got to see dear friends, other artistically minded souls, indulging their highest gifts.  And as I listened to the rhythmic beat of the bodhran, I knew that I was home.

copyright 2013  Lauri Lumby

Posted in creativity, Inspiration, Mary Magdalene, Oneness with God, Returning book

I can haiku, can you?

A just for fun blog….kind of.   The value of an economy of words….something I’m just beginning to learn!

Background:

I come from a long line of Welsh/Irish poets, writers, musicians, entrepreneurs (and apparently drinkers and philanderers  😉  ).  As such, economy of words has NEVER been my strong suit.  Like most Irish poets, we require a billion words to get our point across.  As much as I try, I can NEVER tell “the short version” of a story or experience….just ask my poor children, family members, friends, ex- husband and lovers who have been sorely bludgeoned by my words.  So, you can imagine the challenge Haiku has been to me as a form of poetry….so much so, in fact, that I have FAILED at every attempt.  That was until last week, while hiking in the redwoods outside of Los Gatos, California.  Struck by the majesty, awe and wonder of nature, and wanting to communicate it in words, I found I could not.  Instead, I took a few pictures, wandered the woods some more and found four little haikus slipping out from deep inside my consciousness.  Eleven syllables that said so little….and yet, so much.  So….here are four of the haikus, accompanied by the images that inspired them.

Onenesstree

  One Two One

Primordial Dance

Bring me home

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Water talkswatersofia

Lifeblood of earth

Keep me clean

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Seed of lifetreesdancing

Forest ye shall be

Nourish us

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Fleur de LisMagdaleneSofia

The Magdalene calls:

“Be my voice”

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To see more of my creative writing and poetry and to uncover your own hidden creativity, watch for the May release of my new book, Returning – a woman’s midlife journey to herself.