The Call

In the words of Marianne Williamson: "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we’re liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sunday, November 11, 2012

"The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it." - Henry David Thoreau

You can read about our gold mining years at 
Diary of a Gold Prospector

Our other websites

Saturday, November 10, 2012

"I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid, and doors will open where you didn't know they were going to be."  - Joseph Campbell

Sunday, July 01, 2012

Wow! We haven't posted anything here since June! Where does time go? We have been busy finding our way around, settling in, looking for work, watching sunsets at the beach, fishing, beach combing and everything else. Our lives and been busy and full since we moved to Brookings, Oregon last June 11. We feel richly blessed.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Settling In

Well, we are finally settling in.... our space is small. We are busy downsizing when so many are longing to upsize or what do they call it??? Supersize! 

We are seeking a slower, simpler way of life.... more time to be present and appreciate what we have. We have been too busy to say much except we feel peaceful and we are having fun!

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

We Love Brookings, Oregon

On The Road Again

Another day in the life of the Bacons - this is our waiting period. We are in Sutherlin today but we were camped out in Brookings last week. We have been looking for jobs and housing in Brookings, Oregon for several weeks now. We still have applications in for a couple of jobs. No news on jobs or housing but we are cleaning this big house for the last time, packing and loading up to leave. The homeowners return next week. We have now lived in this house longer than they have. We are loading up to camp in our tent indefinitely... until something shows up in the way of employment and housing.
There are 2 nice State Park campgrounds near Brookings and 5 primitive campgrounds (pit toilets, some water) within 15 miles of Brookings.  Today's plan is to head out on Monday, June 11. Tomorrow and Friday we have rain forecast again and then a dry spell. Our first week will seem like heaven because we found a great deal for 1 week and it is the only week all summer it is available! Check it out! This is where we will be living next week.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

The Power of Nothing

I wanted to talk about the power of  "Now" but Ekhart Tolle has already claimed that idea so I'll slide around  him by talking about the same thing and calling it "Nothing" .I suppose people could discover this idea in many different ways other than the way that I have arrived at it but I will explain how I got here. Over the past 30+ years, Charlotte and I have been nomads, mostly by choice. Even the circumstances that have caused an upheaval in our lifestyle or geographical location are an indirect result of choices we have made. The underlying choice is the one where we purposely confront life from the "edge", that narrow, high line that we carefully balance on, high above the jagged rocks of reality below. Along the way, we could easily have gotten down off that path and signed up for a reality check by getting "real" jobs and settling down in one place (We actually do that from time to time but it usually doesn't last and I must admit that I'm puzzled by that). But I think the reason that we haven't succumbed to that choice, as tempting as it seems sometimes, is that we reap the benefits from living on the edge everyday. We are always wanting to know what is over the next hill.... around the next corner.... we are adventurers seeking new territory to explore. What are the benefits from not knowing where you're headed, where you'll live or what you'll do to pay the bills, etc., etc. you may ask? Aahh, I'm so glad you asked, grasshopper.

As we contemplated our uncertain future the other day (Our current house sit ends in about a month and we don't have a clue where we will be by June, 2012), we realized that none of us actually knows the answer to that question, no matter how many little bastions of security that we have piled around us for protection. As the people in the path of a tornado or a hurricane or a flood can tell you, the security of a home/house can vanish in seconds. As the victims of a car crash can tell you, the security of driving a "safe" car can vanish just as quickly. The victims of crime, disease, sudden death, etc., etc. Now, this may be quite upsetting to most who read this. What else is left? What's the use of living? What is the use of planning?

When one can isolate their identity, their security, their wellness, their happiness, their peace from the noise of our modern world and realize that all of those things and more are already present and permanent within us, you realize that all else is an illusion. There is NOTHING or as Wayne Dyer likes to say, "No Thing" that can give us any of those things. And that, my friends, is the blessing that comes from living life on the edge.... living in the NOW. Our happiness, our peace and all the rest come from intimate relationships with ourselves and others and from our perceptions of same. They have nothing to do with where you live, how big your house is or how much money you have. Armed with the realization that we come into this life with everything we will ever truly need, the possibilities become endless. The only true reality is now. All the rest is made up.... sometimes true and sometimes not. What an adventure! I can hardly wait to see what happens next!

Monday, April 16, 2012

Prospecting for a new home....

Well, we are pulling up stakes here in Sutherlin, Oregon come June. Just like the early gold miners, we're looking for richer diggins. We have been house sitters for three years in a row for these folks but they have decided to sell their place. It's just as well as we were thinking about moving on....... wondering when to pull up stakes and where the path would lead us. Guess the time is now. We have followed our inner compass over all these past 30+ years so we'll moisten our finger, stick it up in the air and see what direction the wind is blowing.

Monday, March 12, 2012


We are reading a wonderful little book, "First You Have To Row A Little Boat - Reflections on Life and Living". 

Neither of us sail but it is not necessary in order to grasp the practical life wisdom of this prose. On this beautiful winter day I wanted to share a small snippet. 

"To change directions is a difficult tact at best, and we're doomed to failure, destined to become a prisoner of the wind, if we attempt it in an ineffectual way.

There's only one sure way to come about, and that is to gather momentum on the course we're on. As a youth, I applied that lesson narrowly to to the handling of my sloop, but with the passage of time I saw that it was a verity, as true for life on land as for life at sea. I might abhor the tack I was on - and I recall two memorable occasions when I did. Early in life, I deplored the college I was attending; later, I despised the job I held. But I had to stay with each long enough to gather wherewithal (decent grades in the first case, sufficient savings in the second) to carry myself through the eye of the wind. If I quit one or the other prematurely, I would founder and the wind would take over my life, blowing me in directions I had no desire to go.

I know another young man who casts constantly about, hopping from one job to another. He says he's trying to figure out where he fits in, what he wants to do with his life, and I sympathize with that goal in its entirety. But I notice that he never really gives himself a chance; the jobs he takes aren't the ones he selects; they're the ones he's forced to take because his rent is due, and so he's "in irons" all the time.

What's at stake is nothing less than personal autonomy - our capacity to empower ourselves so that we may choose the course of our life rather than have it chosen for us by others whose values may differ radically from our own. We may make a decision to go our own way, which is the only true way, but if we're caught without wind in our sails we'll find ourselves captive, doing the bidding of those we detest. And the tragedy is this: We may never give the gift, which is ourselves, to those we love or find out who we truly are."

Well, that is what we want to remember to think about every day. Are we on our path? or marching so someone else's drummer? Are we living our best life or letting our limiting beliefs get in the way? We wish you good pondering today!

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Friday, February 24, 2012

Speaking of Death

Friday, February 24, 2012
Here is an email from our dear friend Michael Moran, Minister of the Spiritual Life Center in Sacramento, California. To subscribe to his weekly newsletter go to Spiritual Life Center

We met Michael while we were house sitting in Sacramento in 2004. I share this because when my sister, Sherry, was laying in the hospital last April I acted like the children in this story. I am sure she wanted to say things to us but we kept telling her "later.... when you feel better. There will be plenty of time to talk about these things. You're going to be OK." But she wasn't going to be OK and we found out later that she spoke with nurses instead so she wouldn't upset us... I wish that we could turn back the clock and handle things in a very different way.
My dear friends,

Believe it or not, one of the most enriching aspects of being a minister is conducting memorial services for families.  Lately, it seems I have been doing more memorial services than normal.  Many people are choosing this time to exit the earth plane.  (Do they know something we don't?)

In some rare instances, I have the opportunity to meet with the person facing imminent death to discuss their beliefs about life, death, purpose, and their desires for their memorial service, which I refer to as their "Celebration of Life Service."  What a privilege it is to openly discuss end-of-life issues with a person and his or her family.  It is so healthy to approach the end of this life expression honestly.  Often times, there is great reluctance on the part of family members to release their loved one, and they shut off any attempts to broach the subject.  That always saddens me because in most situations the dying person wants, and needs, to talk it through.

I recall a time I was doing my chaplain residency at Baptist Hospital in Kansas City, Kansas.  When I arrived for my shift, I was given the list of patients who had been assigned to me.  I was to call on each one and minister to them as best I could.  That afternoon I was tired and out of sorts.  I really didn't want to minister to anyone that night; fact is, I felt in need of a chaplain myself, but there I was.  One of the names on my list was a woman who had just had major surgery and experienced serious complications.  She had requested a visit.  As I walked into her room, I saw that she was sleeping peacefully and I selfishly thought to myself, "Oh good, I'll just leave my card, a note, and a Daily Word."  I stood by her bed and said a prayer for her and her medical team.  As I was filling out my report before I left her room, I became aware of the woman in the bed by the door.  She was surrounded by her children who were waiting for her to be released that afternoon.  She sat quietly in her bed as her children bustled around her, fluffing pillows, pouring water, and talking animatedly about trivial matters.  As I walked past her bed on the way out, "something" told me to stop and speak to her.  I stood at the end of her hospital bed and our eyes met.  She had soft, kind, sad eyes.

I joked with her and commented, "Well, you look like you're being well taken care of.  You've trained them well."  Her kids seemed very nervous and kept reassuring her that she was just fine and soon would be her old self again.  The woman ignored them and kept her eyes locked on mine.  Then she said, "I am checking out soon."  The kids continued to chatter . I instinctively knew she wasn't referring to checking out of the hospital, she was soon to check out of this life.  I said, "You seem to have great peace with that."  She replied, "I do have peace.  I have had a wonderful life and it's my time."  The nervous energy among her children amped up noticeably, and they started admonishing her, "Oh Mom, just stop that!  You're going to be fine.  You'll outlive us all."

She ignored them and continued looking at me.  I asked her what was so wonderful about her life, and she went on to tell me about her late husband, who she would be joining soon, her children and grandchildren, the travels they had enjoyed with the family, et cetera.  I stood there listening, fully aware that this was the only way she could communicate to her children that she was dying soon and wanted them to know she was at peace.  I remember thinking, "Ah, this is why I am here.  I was sent to this room, not for the sleeping woman in the other bed, but to be here for this dying woman so she could use me to communicate her truth to her children, which they had been stifling."  The room was quiet now and one of her daughters, starting to cry, bent down to hug her mother.  One of the sons glared at me.  I knew my work was complete now and I wished her a safe journey and a glorious reunion with her husband.  She looked at me with such gratitude as I took my leave.  We smiled a secret, knowing smile and nodded.  I walked out feeling lighter and very grateful that Spirit had used in me in such a way.  In Unity we often refer to our Divine appointments and I felt this was definitely one of those.

We all have a Divine appointment with death, (yes, you too) so the best way to prepare for it is start by discussing your wishes and beliefs with family and friends sooner, not later.  If you are open and unembarrassed about death, your family and friends will most likely take their cue from you.  The conspiracy of silence many people want to enter into concerning death robs every one of the rich gifts of authenticity, reconciliation and closure. 

In the meantime, live as you will want to have lived when you are dying. Carpe Diem!
You are loved beyond measure.


"An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity."  --Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

"Open your eyes; look within.  Are you satisfied with the life you are living?"  --Bob Marley

"Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life; not so much by what happens to you but by the way your mind looks at what happens."  --Khalil Gibran

Sunday, January 15, 2012


Good morning,
I hope you will allow me a few minutes of pondering. I am feeling better these days both physically and mentally. I actually think I triggered all of my old symptoms with pushing my body working long hours at the mall over the holiday season (and mind, since it's an inside job keeping your body going under duress) I've had lots of continuous aches and pains, poor sleep, colitis, arrhythmia - not fun but I am feeling better this morning. I didn't even discuss this with Larry until Saturday because I didn't want to give any energy to the possibility - attract more of what I don't want into my life. He just knew that I was in a lot of pain and taking pain pills and not sleeping. I have finally had a couple of good nights of sleep and that has really helped. Time for more Reiki from my live-in Reiki practitioner.

We have been pondering since the New Year. It is the same old song "What are you doing the rest of your life?" We completed an exercise created by Martha Beck.... Make a list of every time you remember being utterly, happily absorbed in an activity no matter how odd.
(From O Magazine: The Four Step Plan to Get Your Life Back On Track

Thank goodness for my partner and "student" Larry, who participates willingly in every little exercise that I dream up. This might be a good one for clients, if I ever decide to have "clients" and a coaching practice.

This article is all about finding a "career". She says that you need to stop thinking rationally and go a little wild. Martha says, "These days, listening to my clients talk about their careers reminds me how bewildered I was by my demon GPS. People wander aimlessly because the well-worn paths of yesteryear are disappearing, while strange new options pop up before our frazzled brains can map them. The more new technologies and options have entered everyday life, the more my clients tend to become confused and overwhelmed, finding themselves facing a dead end. Like most of us who have no clue about how to get to where we want, they long for a voice of authority that will spell out the exact route to a thrilling and fulfilling position. Although they keep beavering away at a solution, researching their options and seeking the advice of people with hot new ideas for them, people end up in my office more muddled than ever. They tell me things like:
•"There's so much going on, and it sounds exciting to me, but I feel paralyzed about which new thing to follow up on."
•"I keep reading about all of these new opportunities but I don't really understand them, and I'm afraid I'm being left behind."
•"I'd be happy to follow my passion....if only I knew what it was."
•"I worry that if I commit to one career, I'll lose out on something else."

Wow! This sounds like me - Martha has me pegged.
More from Martha..... "If any of these sound like you, don't bother with classic career guides, they'll have you meandering in circles, stumped at dead ends, or just profoundly lost. The fact is, as we've become accustomed to our over-managed, overstimulated 21st-century lives, we haven't realized that there might be another - decidedly low tech - way to get into the right path.

I suspect you've been advised to think rationally about your career decisions. That would be a big mistake. You might expect people with damage to the emotional parts of the brain, presumably free from the distractions of emotions, to be brilliant decision makers. Quite the opposite. Though they retain full use of their rational faculties, such patients are tragically indecisive, endlessly debating logical pros and cons, unable to choose any path. Their brains send out random, contradictory, and confusing directions. It turns out that, as Jonathan Haidt writes in the Happiness Hypothesis, "it is only because our emotional brains work so well that our reasoning can work at all." Interesting? Maybe I am suffering some kind of brain disorder from to much time on the computer - there is more to say about this at a later time.

Although humans are the only beings on Earth with advanced linguistic skills, any animal with a brain has the automatic capacity to form preferences. It's an irrational sense of "Yes, this!" that takes a migrating goose a thousand miles to it's perfect nesting ground, or a whale to it's calving waters an ocean away. To find your perfect career or path, you have to let your animal self lead you through a wilderness of choices. The way to do that is to make your rational mind not the master but the tracker of your own irrational instincts."
To read the complete article go to 

I am not necessarily looking for a career.... or am I? I am definitely looking for something. We do need to make some extra income? Somehow I think I need to take income out of the equation. My list went like this; gardening, fishing, prospecting/dredging for gold, writing, painting (artwork, not houses), people watching, cooking (some things), reading, learning, hiking in the wilderness, mushroom hunting, playing the piano, teaching, coaching (maybe) ...... an interesting list but do I want to do these activities every day or even often? or as a vocation?

We completed another list where you write down what you feel you are good at but some of those "talents" definitely don't make my heart sing; like handing out samples of food or merchandising a store. I know one of my ways to feel alive is to get outside but it is 32 degrees and foggy here this morning. I am longing to go somewhere warm..... Arizona, a warm beach somewhere, maybe the bathtub. It is this time of winter when we get tired of being cold and we long to be somewhere else.

This Sutherlin housesit has provided a sense of security. We get to live in this 3000 square foot, 4 year old custom home 8 months out of the year and that is a blessing but it's not a geographical location of our choosing and the climate leaves a lot to be desired since dark, cold and wet lasts so long here. We keep coming back because, what will we do if we don't have this housesit? We feel stuck. It is time to step out and trust that the net will appear. The northwest director for Hickory Farms has promised us a store in Brookings, Oregon next year. She has wanted to open a store there for some time but needed someone experienced to run it since we will be way off of the beaten path.

We are exploring what is possible. We started a sign language class last night. It was great fun and really worked our brains. We had more fun than we expected. I have been working on a website for sometime, that no one has seen at this point. I think I will get back to that. It's about health and wellness and energy healing. It is part of following the thread. It is definitely a creative endeavor for me because there is so much I can do with it with regard to my interests. Larry feels he is ready to start writing in earnest and he has a outlet for his creative expressions, if he chooses to go that way. He has long talked about writing a book and these last couple of weeks he keeps saying "honey, I'm about ready to do it."

"Just do it!" seems to be the direction..... take the first step and then the next, and then the next. As we so often say "Go to the edge of the light" but do we remember that? Well, thank you for letting me "hear myself think".

We each completed a quiz to see what was holding us back. This is what it said about Larry:

Ready for Change - "Congratulations! You understand an important truth: Everyone feels fear. And you know that the secret to success is not letting fear stop you. With practice, you've developed the courage you need to move forward despite your anxieties. Your confidence will allow you to explore other paths and stay the course when you encounter bumps in the road."

Well, hurray for Larry! Sounds pretty good! Maybe a good affirmation to read each day.

This was mine:

Fear of Success - "You're fairly confident in your abilities, but you balk at the pressure of maintaining success once you have it. You know that your achievements will breed higher expectations and you worry that you won't be able to meet them. You may even be experiencing what psychologists call impostor syndrome, the fear that those around you will discover you're not really as talented or competent as they think. People who fear success often credit their achievements to circumstances rather than to their talent and other assets. The key for these people is to accept responsibility for their accomplishments."

Footnote to the above (Fear of Success) ***"Many of my clients find this simple exercise helpful: Think of a recent success. Now make a list of the skills and qualities you drew on to win it - determination, intelligence, creativity, charm.... (If you're struggling, ask a friend for help; others can often see your assets more clearly than you can.) Make this exercise a habit each time something goes well. Once you begin to see your strengths in action every day, you will recognize that you are , in fact, well-equipped to tackle whatever challenges lie ahead. (Take the Quiz and find out
"What's Holding You Back?"

This housesit will conclude about the middle of June. We intend to head to California at that point. We'll spend a couple of weeks helping Arlene get her garden up and running once again..... maybe. We are not intending to spend the summer there. We have friends in Sonoma who has asked up to paint their house so we could do that for extra money. We are thinking about making a trip down this spring to look at the project. The folks at Tuckaway Farm have asked up to ranch sit the month of September. We love it there and the pay is good. We love spending time at Tuckaway Farm! It is delicious and delightful. (To read more about Tuckaway Farm and see some photos go to 2003 entries - we'll be putting up more photos in the next few days)

We are planning to spend the interim time camping out in southwest Oregon, prospecting, exploring and camping. We get 10 days of free camping each month in Oregon State Parks and 1/2 price a National Parks, BLM and Forest Service campgrounds. Like I said we are looking for signs and following the thread so who really knows but these are the tentative plans. We may look for a place to share-crop!

Well, that is all I know this morning. I am going to get up and tackle these boxes that have been sitting here in the dining room since we moved back into the house last September. Maybe I'll find some clues in there. Thanks for listening.



From Wikipedia: "Burnout is a psychological term for the experience of long-term exhaustion and diminished interest. It is emotional exhaustion and a reduced sense of personal accomplishment. People who experience all three symptoms - (exhaustion, diminished interest, reduced sense of personal accomplishment) have the greatest degrees of burnout, although emotional exhaustion is said to be the hallmak of burnout."

So as we slide into emotional exhaustion like the deep end of a pool..... we must remember that this will ultimately result in being in the "doldrums" for awhile. Actually, it is a good thing - as long as we don't fight against it. It is a time for rest and renewal. The secret is to relax and go with the flow even if it doesn't seem to be going anywhere and be open to the possibilities. The stillness.... the peace and quiet of our minds will bring us back to our place.

The Doldrums ~ A Metaphor for Life
by Rebecca Fine

In the days of the mighty sailing ships, when brave souls voyaged into the unknown, dependent on the winds and their as-yet incomplete knowledge of geography and navigation, one of the greatest and most dangerous challenges was to traverse the area known as "the doldrums."

Extending about 30 degrees on either side of the equator, the doldrums are subject to days, weeks, even months of no wind at all. After a long and difficult crossing from Europe to South America, lying becalmed in the doldrums -- with no land in sight and with the ship's supply of fresh water dwindling -- could become a frightening, life-threatening situation.

But history and legend offer us some fascinating insights into the power of our own thinking and belief. Back then no one had yet figured out how to determine longitude, although latitude was easily calculated. So if you could not see recognizable land, you could only know in what band of latitude you currently were.

Exactly where you were on that ring around the earth was, at that time, unknowable.

And so it happened that at times a ship would fetch up off the coast of South America, out of sight of shore, fresh water supplies exhausted and death knocking at the door. Then, with what must have been the sweetest sound those sailors could ever have hoped for, the lookout would suddenly call out that a ship was approaching in the distance.

Once the ship was within hailing distance, the cry would go up: "Water! Give us water!" And the reply would come back: "Lower your buckets over the side."

You see, although the sailors didn't know it, they were afloat in a virtual river of drinkable and life-sustaining water flowing from the mouth of the powerful Amazon River, which carries nearly 20 percent of all the earth's runoff water into the sea with such force that the fresh (or brackish but safe) water flows as far as 100 miles out into the Atlantic.

The sailors, dying of thirst, only THOUGHT they were experiencing lack. The REALITY was that they were engulfed in a literal sea of abundance. Exactly what they needed was within their reach the whole time, but the APPEARANCE of scarcity and their BELIEF in that appearance threatened to overpower them.

They could have died -- and many certainly did -- believing in lack while surrounded by abundance.

Question for the day: Are you living in lack while surrounded by abundance?

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Crones Don't Whine

Speaking of Crones....... Something I've been thinking about with regard to my accumulating years. I heard Jean Shinoda Bolen speak about crones a few years ago and I have not forgotten it. It is something that has stayed with me. When I first think of "crones" I always see a hunched-over, gnarly woman in a ratty medieval cape with a hood, pathetic and menacing. Bolen pits herself firmly against that image.

In Bolens own words..... "I am proposing that it is time to reclaim and redefine “crone” from the word pile of disparaging names to call older women, and to make becoming a "crone" a crowning inner achievement of the third phase of life. She says that "crone years are growing years, when women can devote their time, energy and creativity to what really matters to them."

To be a crone is about inner development, not outer appearance: A crone is a woman who has wisdom, compassion, humor, courage, and vitality. She has a sense of truly being herself, can express what she knows and feels, and take action when need be. She does not avert her eyes or numb her mind from reality. She can see the flaws and imperfections in herself and others, but the light in which she sees is not harsh and judgmental. She has learned to trust herself to know what she knows... and most importantly "Crones don't whine". It's a basic "rule" that describes conduct unbecoming of a crone. "Whining is an attitude that blocks spiritual and psychological development. Whining makes genuine communication impossible and extorts what then cannot be freely given."

"We become fiercely compassionate crones when we are outraged at the suffering caused as much by indifference by those in authority as by the perpetrators. Compassion and anger come together for terrorized, abused, helpless, and neglected people, whose plight is considered of little importance because they have no power or values in a world where greed and power over others rather than concern for others is the ruling principle. Crones are not naïve or in denial about reality. When something in particular is an outrage, and doing something about it is the choice, a moment of truth occurs in which activists are born. The suffering of others or the feeling of enough is enough! radicalizes older women. .. the Crone is a woman who has found her voice. She knows that silence is consent. This is a quality that makes older women feared. It is not the innocent voice of a child who says, "the Emperor has no clothes," but the fierce truthfulness of the crone that is the voice of reality. Both the innocent child and the crone are seeing through the illusions, denials, or "spin" to the truth. But the crone knows about the deception and its consequences, and it angers her. Her fierceness springs from the heart, gives her courage, makes her a force to be reckoned with."

Bolen offers us a blueprint; "Crones don't whine. They're juicy, and they trust their own instincts. They don't grovel. They do meditate. They trust the path with heart. Crones are fierce about what matters most to them. They speak the truth with compassion. They listen to their bodies, reinvent themselves as needed, and savor the good in their lives."  She also believes that men can be crones too if they are nurturing human beings who care for others.

So where am I on this path? Where are you?

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Teens Reaching Across The World

What if you invited teens in the Sonoma Valley in California, to come together and have a conversation about what kind of world they want? What do they want to do to help create that better world? What if you invited students from Banjika Secondary School in rural Tanzania to engage the same questions? What if they created a documentary and held these two conversations together? To find out what happened click below


Thursday, January 05, 2012

Time for Recovery

Thank goodness another season of working at the mall has ended. It sure seems to be taking a long time to recover. We just put in another long season working for Hickory Farms at the mall in Roseburg, Oregon. We have been spending long hours at the mall with very few days off since the first of November but that all ended almost a week ago. I have certainly had lots of aches and pains going on for the last few weeks. There are folks younger than us that couldn't handle the long hours of standing on our feet. I don't know how my grandmother did it into her 80's, working in grocery stores, checking groceries, standing on her feet all day long. Working at a mall is a real experience..... it is a different culture.... a community of sorts. It is a whole different way of life ...... hard to understand or describe unless you do it. We connected with lots of the folks we met last year. It is like a reunion of sorts. It is been all consuming.... all we've been thinking and talking about is selling cheese and sausage. When we are at home our minds were too tired to even attemp to conjure up thoughts about anything else.