Friday, November 24, 2006
MOLLY’S SONG
By Barbara Lewis, Oct. 2001
My music and I have often communed with nature.
I was thinking about this as I raked leaves on the "lawn" of our semi-wilderness lake house. We were fortunate to be there for a few days recently, removed from city troubles in miles, if not in heart.
I was raking a deep bed of leaves onto a flat pine-needle-strewn opening in the woods where, several years before, I had placed three fat tree stumps to use as chairs. They still marked the spots where I sat to rehearse
Friday, November 24, 2006
THE HEALING POWER OF WONDER
The Magic of Dolphins
We yearn for more meaningful times in our lives. Times when we are able to reach out beyond our fragile bodies with their multitudes of complaints; to feel free of worries and doubts; to experience what many of us wish our lives could contain more of - the healing power of wonder.
A deeper connection with Nature can offer this. And dolphins, especially, have been a source of great wonder and rejuvenation for many people.
These intelligent, ancient beings with their smiling "faces," who are
Friday, November 24, 2006
RADICAL THOUGHTS ABOUT SERENITY
Here is a radical thought that is gaining some momentum – taking some truly quiet time for one’s self – no pressures, no deadlines, no thoughts of work or worries about the needs of other people. No TV or video games – no shopping or searching for bargains. Maybe even nothing to do at all, except to re-connect with your inner self...
Yesterday, I took the day off. I drove with a friend along the sunny lakeshore of Montreal island, a long lazy road, where a sign at one entry point sets the
Friday, November 24, 2006
SEXUAL FLOW
© Barbara Lewis
First published on Red FLags Daily. (redflagsdaily.com)
It has been nine months since my husband Nicholas Regush died of a heart attack. We had enjoyed a remarkable bond over the 30 years we were together — an emotional, intellectual and very sexual partnership, which seemed only to get better and deeper as the years went by.
I was thinking about this as I sat in the small, packed hotel-meeting rooms where the “New View” conference on women’s sexuality was held earlier this