Mystical

    Artwork by my beautiful soul-sister, 

       Julia Fehrenbacher  

“Beginnings”

It’s the mystical time of day

when others are still rolling over

far away in dream land

with hands not ready to dance
with the snooze button.

when voices, beeps, drips, or 

creaking of the house,

are not heard

only the stillness within me is.

when the first bird serenades
me with joy and hope

as the darkness of the sky turns 

into beautiful hues of brilliant blue

 melting onto the sides of the houses

 and into the streets

becoming more and more distilled

 eventually becoming a full palette of color

as the sky cracks open

and illuminates  into a new day.

Write from the Heart

~~ Workshops and Gatherings ~~
retreat, explore, breathe, connect, and be present 

Dear Friends,

Join us for an evening of self-exploration, discovery, and connection. There are a few spaces still available for my workshop, "Write from the Heart” which will take place at "The Present Moment” on Wednesday, April 27th from 7:00-9:00. pm.

'Write from the Heart' 

is an invitation to pause in your life and connect with other women in a safe and intimate space to develop clarity and insight, create abundance and joy, and heighten your sense of what it means to be present.

During this journey of self-discovery, you will be guided through a process of meditation, reflection, the power of the pen, and optional sharing.

Each and every element that makes up your life experience is drawn to you by the thoughts you think and the stories you tell.   You can create positive change in your life by simply recreating “your story”.

Please bring a favorite pen and notebook, a sense of fun and adventure, and willingness to listen to the quiet voice of your heart.  

As you “Write from the Heart”, you may reconnect with a lost part of yourself or a self you have been longing to encounter.

To register, please call

The Present Moment

521 North Milwaukee Avenue  Libertyville, IL
(847) 367-1581

$25.00

I'd be delighted to hear from you regarding questions, workshop locations, inquires about where you can find my art, or just to say Hi.

Feel free to share this with friends whom you think may be interested.

Here's where you can reach me:
Eydie@whatwecreate.net

I look forward to connecting with you.
In JOY and Light,
Eydie 

writing our stories

"I am what I am. I accept myself as I am. I don't need to please other people by pretending to be what I am not. I can never be what I am not. I can only be me, and that's it."  –Don Miguel Ruiz

We are all creative beings.

We all create the bits and pieces that are woven together to form our uniqueness.  These bits and bits create who we were, who we are, and who we are becoming.

Yes, we all create.

Some of us create relationships, families, beautiful homes, gardens, tasty meals, art, music, photography, poetry, joy, drama, passion, sadness, fear, hope, boundaries, dreams, well-being, sickness, truth, lies, secrets, and promises.  The list is infinite.

Each and every one of us begin with a blank canvas. Over time, we splatter many shades of color and depth onto our canvas.  Some colors are filled with more light, brightness and joy than others. We also give meaning to our canvas by choosing words and phrases that we believe reflect our true self.  Our canvas holds the stories we’ve created, some of them are true, and some are not so true.  Yet, as we tell these stories over and over, and over, again, the more these stories appear to be our truth.

Many of our stories (beliefs), tend to drag us down and dim our lights because they are not our true stories.  Instead, they are sabotaging thoughts and beliefs we’ve created, or assumed from someone else’s judgments, expectations, or jealousies of us.


These stories all start as our beliefs.  Whatever we believe, becomes true for us.

Even though our beliefs create our stories, we have the power to release outdated, self-limiting patterns and thoughts so that we can re-write our story to reflect our greatness, our light, our truth, our authentic selves.

What story are you going to write today?

Releasing

I was inspired to write this as a celebration of honoring my spiritual being and physical self after listening to my soul sister, Annie Burnside talk last night on her perspective of “Soul to Soul”.

Esalen, Big Sur. May 2010

She carried it all on her shoulders.

In the beginning, she learned to be responsible for others.  She felt their disappointments, fears, weaknesses and sadness. She yearned to patch and reconnect the areas of their “being” that needed mending. 

She carried it all on her shoulders

She often pondered, (well, maybe even obsessed) over should haves and should not haves, over what might have been, what never was, and what could still be. (How interesting that “should” is inside the “shoulders”.)  

She carried it all on her shoulders.

And the more she said “yes”, when she meant “no”, her light began to dim, as the joy seeped out through the cracks, and into the darkness. 

Over time, she became very tired and her shoulders became very stiff and sore.   Until one day, she heard a whisper, the one that had been calling out to her, all along the way.  Yet this time, she really listened, and she began to quiet the other voice in her head.   She started to take tiny steps and she began to trust the process.

The more she listened, the more she stopped thinking about everything she thought she should be doing.  And she allowed herself to be.  She allowed herself to hear the whispers, “let go” …”let go" … and the whispers become louder and clearer …

“let go”.

The more she listened, the more she let go.   And, the more she let go, the more her jaws softened and her throat opened. And, as her shoulders loosened, they began to swing freely as she danced and twirled toward the brightness of the moon

What would happen if you let go?

What I don't know

I don’t know why the dust settles so fast after I clean the house.

I don’t know how to stop losing and gaining the same 15 pounds.

I don’t know what my dog is thinking when he stares at me.

I don’t know how to keep up with the laundry.

I don't know how my life would be without my daughter in it.

I don’t know how to finish everything I start.

I don’t know how to make my bed each and every morning.

I don’t know how to use most of the remotes in our house.

I don’t know why I find math to be so challenging.

I don't know if I should have had my uterus removed.

I don't how my life would be if my husband was not in it.

I don't know what my favorite color is ( I like so many of them).

I don’t know what I’m going to dream about tonight.

These are a few simple thoughts that were written on paper after receiving the prompt, "What I don't know" during the Alchemy: The Art & Craft of Writing ecource.

Happy Birthday, Sage

Dear Sage,

When you emerged and entered the world 11 years ago today, my heart opened wide, and I experienced a love so pure, instant, and deep.

During our 11 years together, you have taught me more about purpose, intention, awareness, intuition, patience, and acceptance than I have known in all of my 50 years.

You instantly created a pink glittered world, filled with magic, swirly dresses, tea parties, everyday celebrations, ritual, and fairy dust.

Through our adventures together, I have gained a clearer understanding of my inner child and also how I continue to become who I am.

You have taught me when to hold strong and when when to let go.

You have taught me to always have an open mind, heart, and arms.

You have taught me the true meaning of listening to my inner voice.

Today, I celebrate you and the beauty you have brought to my world.

I admire your strong sense of of your self, your unique style and individuality,  your compassion and acceptance of others, and your positive approach to all that surrounds you.  You radiate joy each and every day.

Happy Birthday, my sweet 11 year old daughter.

My wish for you is to always be surrounded by kind, loving, supportive, and considerate friends all the days of your life.

To have quite moments where you can just be.

To always know how to find your way home.

And, when you look in the mirror, I wish for you to always see a confident, beautiful, creative, inspiring being who is always worthy and deserving of genuine love, pure beauty, greatness, and to be centered in truth and peace. 

  May of all your dreams be your realities.

I love you with my whole being.

Love Aways,

Mom

missing you

August, 1990

You would have been 76 years old today.  

There have been so many times during the past 19 years when

I have felt you watch over me and smile from that peaceful place where your spirit roams.  

There have been so many times when I have wanted you to continue to see the loving life Josh and I have created together.

There have been so many times when I have wanted you to kiss your beautiful grand daughter and know the abundance of joy she has brought to my life. 

There have been so many times when

 I've missed hearing your encouraging words.

There have been so many times when

 I've missed you being the first to call and wish me "happy birthday".

There have been so many times when 

I think how grateful I am to have grown up knowing what unconditional love is.  

There have been so many times when 

you've told me, "You can be and do anything you want to."

There have been so many times when

 I've  known how very proud of me you are … 

Dad, I love you and miss you so much!

Love, Eydie

Crazy Hat Day

  My daughter and I recently watched and drooled over the tiny hat video that the amazingly creative, humorous, and generous, 
Julie Fei-Fan Belzer recently shared.  

And what perfect timing ... tomorrow is "Crazy Hat Day" at my daughter's school.  So, out came the felt, glue, flowers, and embellishments. ,,, And, here it is!

When they ask, "where did you get that awesome and unique hat?   My daughter can answer,  "It's my creation, I made it."  I can already feel the satisfaction and excitement skip in her heart.

Don't you just love crazy hat day!

New beginnings

"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."  -Seneca 

As snow melts to earth

a tulip pokes its head high

above to be seen.

seeds of intention

~ Garden Goddess ~ Esalen, Big Sur

Spring peeks around the corner,

shining her abundance

of color, song, and possibilities,

as she gently reminds us

to plant our dreams, desires, and wishes.

 I came across this beautiful video, Your Dreams are Important,

 created by the amazing, Andrea Schoeder,  

and just had to share it with you.  

One of the abundant gardens at Esalen in Big Sur

So take a deep breathe

and plant a handful of seeds.

Water, nurture, and sprinkle them with patience, trust, and courage,

enabling them to bloom into

 what you want to be, do, and have in your life.

 It's time for you to live your life full of possibilities and abundance.

  What are your seeds of intention?

You are where you are suppose to BE

"Some things you're not letting happen right now because the timing isn't perfect for you. Some you're not letting happen because you are very aware of where you are. But all things, as they are happening, are happening in perfect order. And if you will relax and begin saying, "Everything in its perfect time. Everything is unfolding. And I'm enjoying where I am now, in relationship to where I'm going. Content where I am, and eager for more," that is the perfect vibrational stance."

--- Abraham

Do you  find yourself focusing more on the outcome than on the process of getting  from here to there?  Perhaps some opportunities have come your way that you  really wanted, yet, you were not really ready for?  Do you spend your time focusing more into the future so that you miss out on what's happening in the present?

Trust that every thing is perfect NOW.  You are exactly where you are suppose to be ~ NOW.  You are perfect ~ NOW.  Every thing is just as it is suppose to be.  The Universe works for us in mysterious ways ~ always knowing what is right for us ~ Here and Now.

How are you allowing yourself to be here ~ Now?

We all create

My daughter's Principal recently shared this beautiful story by Alexis Rotella in the school newsletter.  It warmed my heart.  I know you will love it!

One of  my favorite paintings my Daughter created in the first grade

PURPLE

By Alexis Rotella

In first grade, Mrs. Lohr said my purple teepee wasn’t realistic enough, That purple was no color for a tent, That my drawing wasn’t good enough to hang with the others.

I walked back to my seat Counting the swish swish swishes of my baggy corduroy trousers. With a black crayon. Nightfall came to my purple tent in the middle of an afternoon.

In second grade, Mr. Barta said draw anything, He didn’t care what. I left my paper blank And when he came around to my desk my heart beat like a tom-tom. He touched my head and in a soft voice said “The snowfall. How clean and white, and beautiful.”


What are you inspired to create today?

Love

Mailbox in the children's Gazebo at Esalen in Big Sur

Happy Valentine's Day

Today, we do special things for the ones we love.  We hide poems under pillows or in lunch boxes.  We bake, buy chocolates and make special baths for them.  We paint their nails red, pick beautiful flowers for them, or make a delicious meal.  Today, we give more of ourselves.

This love filled day is  a perfect one to for Self Love/Self nurturing?

What are you going to do today to nurture yourself?

tears

They came unexpectedly,

pouring out from me as I made breakfast this morning. 

Were these tears releasing  all the would haves… 

could haves… should haves… the what ifs? 

Were these tears unraveling all of the neatly wrapped, tightly tied,

and boxed up fears and doubts 

that have been stored away all these years?  

Could these be the tears of wanting to change decisions that were made, or to have a second chance at the ones that were not.

These tears brought a sense of awareness, and release.  

A ray of light within my soul.  

A lightness within my being.

soul restoration

I had been wanting to take some time off.  To regroup, to reflect, to move forward, to create, to unwind, to catch up. to be still.  Yes, I got part of what I asked for.  Yet, I did not ask for the flu to hit me without warning, so hard that all I could do was sleep.  I did not ask for Josh to have pneumonia so that we were both lost in time, together.

It's been 2 weeks and I am feeling more and more like myself.   Even though I lost some time along the way, I am so grateful for having my energy and motivation back in my body.

I'm finally catching up with the soul restoration ecourse.  In this space of restoration, I am reflecting, creating, restoring, rewriting, and discovering more and more of my truths. Here is where I am able to move forward.  to let go, and just be.  I can reflect without judgment of myself and others.  I can reflect without blame.  Here I can be honest and whole.  I am restoring my soul.

Visit here to learn more about the Brave Girl Camp and the Soul Restoration course.

Registration is open for the spring and summer courses.  It could change your life.

my word for 2011

As I began the first several days of the new year, I found myself scattered in all different directions.  Some of the time I was tying up loose ends, while other times I was starting new projects, new tasks, and new lists.  Whatever I found myself doing, time just seemed to escape from me.

I  attempted to write this blog several times, yet I found myself spiraling from the tornado effects of all this scattered energy.

Now, I find my stillness and I release my word for 2011

FOCUS

And this is what it means to me.

To have direction… to define…to make clear…to stay on task…to be decisive…to be conscious…to be deliberate…to concentrate…to shine the light…

It means for me to be my own compass. To know which path to take, when to continue on that path, and when to get off.  To be conscious of what I give my attention to, knowing that what I focus on, I will attract.  Today, my path is made clear to me as I walk in the direction of my dreams.

Happy 2011

As you imagine, visualize, and verbalize your story in the New Year, embellish it with all the glitter and trimmings that you want to bring into your life.  You are so powerful and so are your beliefs.  Your beliefs create your words, which eventually becomes your story. You have the ability to rewrite your story at any time so that you can live the life of your dreams.

A belief is merely a thought that we continue to think.  A belief can be changed at any time.  Begin a practice, or ritual to define, acknowledge, and create your beliefs and send them out into the Universe as your intentions.


Whether you choose meditation, the power of the pen, or creating vision boards, now is the time to create the story that you want to be telling.  To be living.  So, make it big, beautiful, bold, fearless, abundant, and filled with joy, laugher, and love.  Be brave.  Imagine, create, and visualize the life you want to live.  Spread your wings and start telling your new story and begin living it today.

Peace, Love and light to you and yours in the New Year.

XOXO

Eydie