Into Hearing – one of 5 senses in the Tapestries
The journey’s into the senses are long and I may abbreviate the next one – may not! I have my second meeting with Jean tomorrow and in the interim I have finished Brian Swimme’s “The Universe is a Green Dragon” new creation myth of sorts for the 21st Century. I have also reread Joseph Campbell […]
Into the Mythic with Jean Houston
I have been back from Paris for about a month. I went because I needed to see Giverny in summer and I needed to see great art. I needed to have an adventure by myself for myself. What I discovered every day that I entered museums or walked the boulevards was an archetypal […]
What I learned on my summer vacation!
“We cannot change society until we change ourselves” I sit in a London hotel room with a raging tooth infection that had been quelled before I came to Europe with antibiotics. The pills are gone and the infection is back. The metaphor of my tooth infection and the state of the world rattles around my […]
The Essence of the Unicorn
Last Day in Paris Yesterday I went to the Pompidou Center. It is a remarkably designed building. The tubes on the outside contain escalators that take people to the floors of the exhibits. Nothing in Paris is air-conditioned so the tubes on this hot and muggy day were stiflingly and dense. The view of the […]
In search of essence – still!!!
Jean Houston writes that archetypes link people in space and time and perhap individually we are part of a collective of one specific archetype – an archetypal source – that evolves as the universe and mankind evolves. Each archetypal energy she writes is a family into which our individual essences are born again and again. Jean’s […]
Essence, Impressionism, Giverny
Into the Mythic – Part 3 “Essence is not a place or time, an insight or a state of mind. It is the deepest part of our nature, an actual presence that is innate and inborn” so wrote Jean Houston in her autobiography A Mythic Life. I have the good fortune to be mentored at […]
"You must feel these works of art…."
It is an adventure traveling alone. My phone has failed me twice. The second time it failed I didn’t have my map as I rely upon the cell phone and a thing called citymapper to get me back to the apartment. I also rely on I-translate to speak to Parisians for directions. You can imagine […]
INTO THE MYTHIC – day one to Paris
My mythic journey begins at the dentist office. Throbbing gum pain awakens me at 3:00 AM. I wonder if the implant is rotting my bones and why now. I see Kevin Shearer at 10 AM – he’s not sure what is going on, takes an x-Ray and it looks like the screw of the implant […]
Hey, Mr. LaPierre, the LGBT community is far stronger than the NRA
In the late 1980’s early 1990’s I volunteered at the Zen Center in the Castro district of San Francisco. I didn’t understand what was happening with AIDS nor why but I wanted, as a heterosexual woman, to get a sense of it. There was no better place than the Zen Hospice in the heart […]
AMERICA FEARS A WOMAN MORE THAN A RACIST
I am pushing 70 and I have lived in a sexist world all those years; yet, I have been appalled at the hatred that young women have expressed to me against Hillary Clinton. Even older women have told me how she lies, how she supports corporate America over people’s interests, that she can’t be trusted. I […]
Naples, Florida
I sat at the dining table overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. Paradise? In normal times perhaps. This trip however was a reminder of the hell that is and has always been my mother.
God sneezed … I didn't know what to say!
I remember the first time I turned the corner into a darkened room and across the immense back wall hung this painting. It was never about religion for me, however.
Vegetarianism and Suicide
HB and I are in Hawaii. It seems as if February is the one time each year that it’s just us – no dogs, no responsibilities, no dishes, etc. It’s an enigma wrapped in a conundrum of three weeks of no’s wrapped in the glorious yes of doing nothing. Our mornings are spent with two […]
F**k Medicare – or Jean's Blog
It Was An Owl is a blog for boomers in the last phase of their lives. The last phase, however, is the most important. It can last a long time with the right attitude.
My Life Is My Message
I had no idea what I would discover, how I would discover it, or what meaning would be mined from my yearlong self-imposed contemplations.