Imaginal Journal
Imagination is Medicine
Appointment with the Wise Old Dog
A powerful and illuminating journey of communing with the numinous images in the face of mortality
To Make Glad
“The work of love is to link, to connect up, to make whole, to make gracious, to make glad. Love makes space for its own flowing from the surface to depths, from each to other and back again, planting the world, making it bloom, building a bridge that extends beyond the grave.”
Writer's Block
I had a great heart to heart regarding writer's block with my Papa who is on his ranch in Mexico over the phone.
He reminded me that its ok to shine, forget what others will think and just write with heart and sincerity. He said to share what I've learned and to remember that I have the love and support of many.
He urged me to remain dedicated with patience as it took them forty years of hard work to achieve their level of success and mine will come too. He let me know that he just finished cultivating his milpa (fields) and the rains have been coming.
Tears and a motherland thunderstorm helped clear some doubts away knowing that the harvest will reap.
Dear Human by Courtney A. Walsh
Dear Human:
You’ve got it all wrong.
You didn’t come here to master unconditional love.
This is where you came from and where you’ll return.
You came here to learn personal love.
Universal love.
Messy love.
Sweaty Love.
Crazy love.
Broken love.
Whole love.
Infused with divinity.
Lived through the grace of stumbling.
Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up.
Often.
You didn’t come here to be perfect, you already are.
You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous.
And rising again into remembering.
But unconditional love? Stop telling that story.
Love in truth doesn’t need any adjectives.
It doesn’t require modifiers.
It doesn’t require the condition of perfection.
It only asks you to show up.
And do your best.
That you stay present and feel fully.
That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU.
Its enough.
It’s Plenty.
Don Quixote
“Don Quijote de la Mancha said to Sancho Panza: “Today is the most beautiful day of our lives, dear Sancho. The biggest obstacle, our own indecision; our strongest enemy, fear of the powerful and of ourselves; the easiest thing, being mistaken; the most destructive, lying and selfishness; the worst defeat, discouragement; the most dangerous defects, pride and resentment; our strongest virtues, a good conscience, striving to be better although imperfect, and above all, willingness to do good and fight injustice wherever it may be.”
The Journey by Mary Oliver
The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice --
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do --
determined to save
the only life you could save.