At least, I think I am...
by Deborah Globus I can see myself, sitting and crying on the beach. I am 24 years old, unemployed, married, and flailing in life. I am lost. That day on the beach was my first retreat. I can’t remember the question I chose to guide me and keep me on track, but I know why I sat on the beach on that cold February day, crying. In that moment I admitted that I hated being a woman, and the admission devastated me.
I had always been more comfortable hanging out with guys. I had trouble with female friendships. They didn’t seem to stick, always breaking my heart. Even my beloved sister left the family, causing me to doubt my worth for years. And I was lonely. My husband worked long, compulsive hours at work. I who had never spent a night alone until I was 21 years old, suddenly had hours and hours of solitude. I longed for companionship. I longed for intimate, abiding relationships – ones that wouldn’t threaten my marriage, like the friendships with men did. And so I cried. I sobbed on that beach, acknowledging this self-loathing and this chasm of longing inside of me – neither of which I knew how to address. At that moment a swan appeared. by Deborah Globus I have a question for you. Yes, you, you tender-hearted dreamer. What is a shore?
It isn’t quite land. It isn’t quite sea. The shore is some magical combination of the two. It’s a little like a ritual. Ritual is often described as time outside of ordinary time. It’s still time, and yet…it isn’t. It’s different. Magical. Which brings us to Leap Day. It’s a day that isn’t a day. It doesn’t exist, except that there it is on the calendar: February 29, 2016. A day that isn’t a day just begs for a time that isn’t a time in a place that is neither one thing or another but rather a magical combination of the two. by Deborah Globus Imbolc marks the halfway point between the Winter Solstice
and the Vernal Equinox. It’s a celebration of longer, warmer days and the first hints of returning Spring. by Deborah Globus The virtual Boast is coming and I’ve got to decide what God or Goddess I’m going to Boast to! As of 3:02 pm on Tuesday I still have no idea Who I’m going to go with! What’s an unfocused girl to do?
I need a Goddess! by Deborah Globus Being who we really are can be tricky. Especially if who we are clashes with society, or with how our family and acquaintances see us, or simply feels too tender to share with anyone outside of our intimate circles.
I feel you. PTA meetings and other school functions, dinners for my husband’s business, even just socializing with friends or other couples has, in the past (and sometimes even now) sent me into such anxious state that I spend an afternoon agonizing over whether I’ll go or not. I am happy to report: it gets better. by Deborah Globus Another New Year, and social media is flooded with resolutions. One I’ve noticed a lot this year is about “being seen.” No more hiding! Small business owners hoping to get the word out better. Friends and family longing to claim their stories, speak their truth, and be heard in the world.
But what does it mean to be seen? While that answer is still unfolding in my own life, I can tell you what it meant to the Vikings of old. by Deborah Globus There’s just 6 days to go until to the shortest day of the year. That makes the night of Tuesday, December 22nd the longest night of the year. That’s a lot of dark.
The idea behind this ritual is to experience that dark within the safety and security of your home. In today’s culture of cheap and easy electricity, and technology we don’t get to experience a whole lot of darkness. Seriously – even if I could turn off all the computers, cable boxes, UPSs, and clocks, I’d still have a streetlamp glaring in my living room window. Real darkness is our homes can be hard to come by. But let’s try! An Interview with Michelle Radomski of One Voice Can Graphic Design
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AuthorMy name is Deborah Globus and I am La Padre. With me you'll find the support you need to uncover practical, do-able spiritual practices that work for you. I offer new perspectives on old practices like journaling and ritual, with a side of compassion and a healthy dose of humor, just to keep it down-to-earth and real! Categories
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