WUNJO - The Rune of Joy
Years ago I bought The Book of Runes by Ralph H. Blum. It's a handbook for the Spiritual Warrior and the rune stones are an oracle providing a mirror and a little magic for knowing yourself deeply. I've consulted these runes many times over the years and value the way they consistently bring my focus directly to the heart of the matter. Wunjo (joy) is a rune that repeatedly appears for me - an inner urge to follow my joy always. It's a good way for me.
Writing is something that brings me peace, joy and exhilaration to share my inner world. Writing helps me make sense of myself and my world. I started writing for myself in high school. Julia Cameron's The Artist's Way introduced me to Morning pages and they have been my friend for years.
Disrupting the flow
Here are some things I’ve been thinking about lately. Current goals for my ongoing, ever-changing state of awareness: 1. Noticing and taking in all visible and invisible forms of disparity I encounter and holding them as an expanded awareness of how to be most human and humane. There is always a worse circumstance or a…
Police brutality
“Police brutality is as deadly as it has ever been in the entire history of our country. Do you know why? For all intents and purposes, police brutality is legal in America. Police policy manuals may discourage it and communities across the country may absolutely despise it, but the bottom line is that our courts…
White Privilege
Shaun King offers a helpful explanation of white privilege on his new podcast, The Breakdown, which is now the #1 news & politics podcast in the world and the #4 podcast overall across all categories. I’m proud to be supporting The North Star as a founding member. “Privilege is complicated to explain in part because it often functions…
Mya Hall
#sayhername #MyaHall Mya Hall died on March 30, 2015 after an incident involving her crashing an SUV into a police cruiser near the gates of the Baltimore NSA. She was a 27 year old black, trans woman. Simply living life as a black, trans woman puts her in an incredibly vulnerable state considering the cards…
Open Eyes of Racism
Open eyes see Racism everywhere Don’t fucking look away You know what you saw You know what you heard You witnessed the harm You were part of the harm You stood silently for too long You accepted the lies Made them your truth & tradition Time to break down and dismantle white supremacy We must…
I love you
I wrote this 4 years ago and I remember precisely the feeling of expressing it. I still feel exactly the same way. The growing edge is living it and choosing this level of dedication to move, act and react from this wise and inspired part of myself. The sincerity of my words hold up over…
Meditation
I captured only a fraction of the intricate drops of rain beaded on the flower buds and leaves in this garden. The rain felt dewy and mist-like. I can’t remember ever feeling so content to be covered in tiny droplets of water and larger, more splatter-y drops falling on my head from the branches of…
Changing My Mind
In February, I went to 19 yoga classes. At the beginning on the month, I overdid it and injured my shoulder & neck. I spent about a week & a half in pain and taking it very easy. I got a massage, saw the chiropractor, took Advil, did things with my non-dominant hand, iced, took…
My Aunt Joan
In the beginning of January, I posted about my Aunt Joan, my dad’s middle sister, and her declining mental & physical health. Since then, several people in her town called the police to do wellness checks on her and they finally declared her unfit to live on her own or return to her house. After…
Friends
Today I’m happy about driving to Livermore for a strange, yet emotional Bowie Tribute concert. It’s all about who you go with. I’m happy about music that we can bond over and that it can help us find/express our true identity, heal from loss and pain, as well as remind us of our past. I’m…
Body Fat
Allowing my body to become and stay fat over a long period of time has been deeply healing for me on many levels. It’s, of course, very painful to receive judgement from people that see being overweight as a sign of poor health, laziness, lack of strength or willpower, or gluttony. This can be traumatic…
Anger
I was a very rageful little person, expressing it often in frustration at my inability to do everything by myself. At 3, I picked up a wooden rocking horse as big as me and threw it across the room because I couldn’t carry all my toys upstairs in 1 single trip. I used to stomp…