Stepping out of the comfort zone (again)…

Screenshot from Inknowation video

A friend posted a video on Facebook made by Inknowation called “Do you dare to dream?” Since I had not come up with an idea for a blog post, I decided to see if the video inspired anything in me. Right away, Panic Zone versus the Magic Zone jumped out at me. When I think of moving out of my own comfort zone, I wish I could say the unknown feels like a magical place where wonderful things can happen. Nope. I am one of those people who leads with panic. My skeletons start rattling and say, “Don’t go there, you […] Read more »

Embracing ourselves with love…

Pencil sketch by author of Beingtrulypresent.com

When I began the sketch on the left, I saw a powerful image of love and protection. There was something about the way the adult hands were gently sheltering the baby’s that spoke to me. As I continued to sketch, I began to see the adult hands in different ways. Could they squeeze too tightly? Would they let go? As the child grew up, would she/he still sense those protective hands? Do we each need to develop our own adult hands later, to protect that core part of ourselves that is vulnerable? Do we squeeze too tightly or embrace ourselves with love? As […] Read more »

Lessons from the garden…

The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses.

My garden just gave me a lesson about what I choose to focus on. Normally, I love to garden. Digging in the dirt, planting, dividing, watering, feeding, weeding (yes, even weeding) becomes almost meditative. My mind is silenced by nature and all her beauty. Yet, something happened the other day: I did not see the beauty, I saw the imperfections. Earlier, I had sent an email to our local horticultural society. In previous years, I had thought of joining their open garden parade, but I would stop myself saying,  “Maybe next year when this area fills in more” or “Oh, I can’t this year, the […] Read more »

Like a tree…

For a tree to become tall it must grow tough roots among the rocks.

Nature has a way of grounding me and connecting me to something bigger than myself. Trees, in particular, have meaning. The way they cling to the side of a mountain, roots exposed, yet leaves flourishing. The impossible – yet possible – way they grow out of what looks like solid rock. There is so much strength, adaptability and flexibility in trees. When the wind whips at their fragile branches, the trunk sways but rarely breaks, held solid by roots that reach deeply into the earth and hang on. The spindly branch bows under the weight of a squirrel, yet has the flexibility and […] Read more »