The People Jazz Podcasts Jonathan Johnston and I have performed People Jazz over time and realized that it was a collaboration that had to go public! We have been performing […]
Author Archives: Heather
It Takes a Village ~ A House?
Can a House Be a Village? For Mother’s Day, here are some thoughts on houses and homes where we create our family ways…where we are home-makers…where we are people makers. […]
Future Fit Leadership for Women
Experiential Workshop for Women Who Want More! Future Fit Leadership Development using Archetypes at Work™ There has never been a better time for women in […]
The Heroine’s Journey
Dr. Maureen Murdock focused a large part of her career learning about The Heroes Journey from Joseph Campbell and, then, created the ten steps of The Heroine’s Journey. At first, […]
Self-Forgiveness in Grief
We all need a time for letting go, confessing and receiving absolution from ourselves or a healer. We are human, we make mistakes and we feel guilt, regret or resentment. Those emotions drag us down away from our optimism, hope and creativity. Having an annual ritual of letting go keeps us positive.
Homage to Jack
One year ago today, my Twin Soul, Jack Waldenmaier, passed away. When a soul’s ultimate lesson is intimacy,
that purpose takes priority
even over any mission to serve the world.
Thus, when un grand amour arrives,
all else becomes secondary.
A Wedding isn’t a Piece of Paper
It’s the month of June which invites weddings. I am saddened when I hear someone say, “A wedding is just a piece of paper.” It has inspired me, repeatedly, to […]
Losing Our Men for “Peace”
I wrote this many years ago and I just discovered it as I live in mourning widowhood. My Great Love, Jack Waldenmaier, passed away of cancer on January 7th. It’s […]
Poverty Makes a Pitiful Prison
Poverty is a Pitiful Prison Please, don’t worry, I don’t need your pity for me, Really, I’m free. Yes, I’m poor now. Just the money can’t matter to people like […]
Reverence for Time
Reverence for Time The tender flames of passion lick the soft and infinite folds of my soul fueling outrage that neighboring beings blithely deny reverence for time. A wasp threatening […]
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