Greetings, my friends! I hope you're well. I've been more quiet in recent months where posting here at Sophia's Children is concerned, but I've not been absent. Far from it. Life's had me sharing gifts and presence a bit more... Continue Reading →
Once again (or as is often the case), I've heard from quite a few of you sharing that you're experiencing passages of 'standstill', 'stuckness', and/or 'in-betweens'. All of this despite it being a season of busyness and even anxious frenzy... Continue Reading →
e·piph·a·ny To reveal. Shine. Manifest Revelation. An Illuminating Realization or Discovery Resulting in Elation, Awe, Wonder. It's Epiphany, or the first of eight days of Epiphany ... well, it's more than that. (Yes, you can take it literally and/or metaphorically,... Continue Reading →
"A tender heart is not a problem to be solved, but a gift to be honored and protected, with all of the fierceness of a mama Lioness." Well, these are buzzy, Zap Zone days, rich in fiery, electrical energies that... Continue Reading →
"She felt that somehow, wandering through uncharted territory, we might stumble upon something that will, in an instant, seem to represent who we are at the core. That was very much her philosophy of life—to not be limited by fear... Continue Reading →
We’re born into this world already with just the blend of inherent traits, ancestral intelligence, and soul imperatives we need for this lifetime’s expedition. Some of this encoding is time-released, and some is latent until it’s activated by certain forces... Continue Reading →
The ‘Wild Bee Wisdom‘ from Fiona MacLeod and David Wagoner spiraled up again to the surface in a conversation this morning with a fellow Via Transformativa sister.
I have deep appreciation for just how timeless this wisdom and inspiration is, so wanted to share that again in this freshly updated piece from the Sophia’s Children treasure-vaults.
If you’re of ‘this little clan’, as Fiona MacLeod wrote, you’ll recognize yourself in this.
Most of us have experienced it at some point: “There’s no going back.”
That’s one of the big differences between change and transformation.
With transformation, there is no ‘back there’ to return to, because ‘back there’ is rubble. Probably smoking rubble. Well-burnt toast.
We’ve been places, created things, experienced relationships, lost much, and have left (or been wrenched from) things and people as Life took us into radically new territory and explorations.
If we’ve been traveling a transformation path, our very way of perceiving and believing has been irrevocably altered.
We’ve crossed through threshold after threshold.
Sometimes these Wisdom-initiating shifts and transformation detours come via more radical means: the archetypal ‘shamanic lightning bolt’ (and shamanic ego ‘dismemberment’ and/or death), or by way of what the vision-poet writer Fiona MacLeod called the ‘dark and starless roads.’
If we’re lucky, in hindsight we see these life-altering events and seemingly meandering paths…
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What makes a "Feminine Mystic?" This is the question that writer Carl McColman asked Mirabai Starr, author, speaker, mystic, and translator of the mystics, in a Patheos interview. This is an excerpt from Starr's reply. "Mysticism is about a direct... Continue Reading →
Both of these Attitude Adjusters brought to you by Rob Brezsny's Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings. I've been enjoying yet another (re)visit with this perception-shifting gem -- it's... Continue Reading →
You'll find a new content series birthing here at Sophia's Children, joining the Black Madonna & Divine Feminine Mysteries and Empaths & Sensitives Series -- all on the nav-bar above. The Transformative Experiences Series has been gestating for a long... Continue Reading →
Most of us have experienced it at some point: "There's no going back." That's one of the big differences between change and transformation. With transformation, there is no 'back there' to return to, because 'back there' is rubble. Probably smoking rubble.... Continue Reading →
I've been quite introspective over the last month or so, even more than usual (see my previous post, Hail to the Hermit). Those who aren't introvert-contemplative types (most people, seemingly), can't grok the need for periods of deep introspection, quiet,... Continue Reading →