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Making Masks: Revealing Our Hidden Selves

69 4 In 1994, our women’s mythology group created and presented a play using masks. We had explored the story of “Eros and Psyche” for a few years, so knew every detail. I played the Goddess Aphrodite

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Love Notes: The Magic That Made Our Marriage Work

261 During an exhausting week of moving my husband Vic’s 102-year-old mother to a nursing home, I searched through an old file cabinet looking for a paper needed to fill out her insurance forms. I hadn’t visited

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The Black Madonna Wore Pink: Marion Woodman, 1988

448 5 I felt compelled to go. I wasn’t sure why. A friend had invited me to a weekend workshop on the Black Madonna led by Jungian analyst and writer Marion Woodman. In 1988, I had a

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Sandtray: Getting through Hard Times with Imagination and Play

126 1 A dear friend wrote me a letter after she read my last blog. Along with her usual wise reflections, she said, “…yesterday’s blog is so lonely–for Vic, for your brother–and filled with the stress of your

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Creating Confidence in Dayworlds and Dreams

140 I drove eleven hours in one day to spend a few days with my son David and his wife Liz. My hearing is too damaged to enjoy music or books on CD, so driving has become visual and cinematic,

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Dancing with My Mother’s Death

185 Three months after my husband’s stem cell transplant, he had wispy dark hair and terrific energy. I needed a break from cancer and care giving. He needed a few days alone. I signed up for a week-long

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Bees, Butterflies, and Blessings: Cycles of Nature and Grief

137 If you’ve read my blog or visited my Facebook page, you know photography helped with my grieving process. In 2008 when my husband Vic died, I rarely took photos. Vic was the family photographer. The evening after Vic’s memorial

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Finding the Sacred Feminine in Nature and Friendship

121 My friend Gail stopped me at the check-out at Wegman’s Grocery a few weeks ago. She beamed love at me and told me she’d just bought another copy of my book to give as a gift. Of course, this

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Let the Warm Love Flow: Messages from Marion Woodman

200 1 Marion Woodman’s last letter came in February 2011, almost three years after my husband Vic’s death. I first met Marion in 1988 when I went to my first workshop with her. We had corresponded since

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Finding Balance during Grief: Healing Dreams and Creativity

211 I try out for a team that demands gymnastic skills. I do a handstand, shocked by my ability and strength.  I’m told to hold this position, as though I am an antenna tuned into an important

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