A Wild (not so) New Path

February 2, 2016

“How the hell did you get where you are? By making your way, as best you could, through a maze of social pressures that were often destructive to your true nature. What the hell should you do now? Find a new way. A better way. Your way. The unknown, uncharted path through this wild new world that allows you – yourself, in your uniqueness – to reclaim the full measure of your true nature.” – Martha Beck


Until this morning, I had lost the path. Trying to create the life of my dreams while also creating a life worthy of other people’s attention has been sending me off in wrong direction after wrong direction. As my savings dwindled, I wondered how to make this life of mine pay.

Wait. Stop. Make my life PAY? Like it’s some sort of movie villain?

Who thought that one up?

No wonder I am so far off course.

Stop. Course correction. Return to the last warm track.

Magic. Miracles. Mystery. Stories. Connection. Creativity. Wonder. Divinity. Delight. Trees. 

Follow those tracks – where do they lead?

They lead to the little girl whose whole world was trees and nature and family and community and total, unapologetic, unabashed creativity. Her world was full of stories and songs and rocks and wonderful people and trees and costumes and crafts and magical moments. She was also fierce and stubborn and rebellious and very loved.

My true nature is the little imp in the photographs who smiled and played and adored and was always connected to a person, place or thing she loved.

My true nature is magical connection.

I don’t need to worry about anything as long as I remember that  – and surrender to the Magic.

Now I can focus on how I can play with my life instead of how it has to pay.

That feels an awful lot like freedom.

And just like that, I’m back on the path.

Jamie and Meghan





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Spectrum Blog-Hop Winner

February 1, 2016


Thank you so much for visiting my blog for the giveaway this week. I have connected with so many wonderful women over the past few days. It has been a real pleasure to ‘meet’ you! Whether you are the winner or not, I hope that we will meet again in the workshop – there are so many wonderful teachers and opportunities and classes, I can’t wait to get started.

The winner of my Spectrum 2016 blog-hop give-away pass is Joy! Congratulations!

Hali Karla Arts will be contacting you this week about your free pass to Spectrum 2016.

Pre-registration for Spectrum is now officially open.

If you didn’t win a give-away spot, you can join us at a special early-bird rate for the next 3 days, by using this code at checkout: SP16EarlyBird


Also – there is also the chance to apply for one of 15 all-new scholarship passes!

The scholarships are for those facing financial hardship, but who feel that Spectrum would be just the right support and enhancement for their 2016 journey. To find out if you are eligible and apply, click here to learn more about the program to make sure it’s a perfect fit for you, and then scroll down to the very bottom of the page to access the scholarship application.

Thanks for playing along in the blog-hop – and I hope to see you in Spectrum 2016 beginning May 2!


Finding the Magic

Happy 10th Anniversary to… me

January 24, 2016
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Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you CHOSE your life, you didn’t SETTLE for it. – Mandy Hale

Ten years ago today I sat down at my computer and wrote my very first blog post. Back in the dark ages of blogging, there was so much connection and blog reading that I managed to get eleven comments on my very first post. Now I am lucky if I get one. All you had to do was go visit someone, make a thoughtful comment, and they would visit you back. That is why I started: connection. I wanted a place to write, but mostly I wanted to reach out from my world in an isolated fishing village and find my people. In the words of 2006 blog-speak, I wanted to resonate with my tribe (chuckle).

Back then writing on our blogs wasn’t about making money or teaching anyone anything or even saying anything profound. In fact, the more open and honest and vulnerable your post, the more people would respond. I hate to sound like an old-timer, but I think things were a bit better then. Back in my day we weren’t yet comparing ourselves to each other’s perceived enlightenment. I didn’t feel like I lacked anything – in fact, every time I entered this world I felt like I gained something – a friend, a connection, a moment of being seen or heard or understood.

Ten years ago I lived in a tiny fishing village on the Atlantic Coast of England (well, technically on the English Channel). Ten years later I live on the Pacific Coast of Costa Rica. In the years in between I have: gotten engaged in Rome, gotten married, written and published a novel, let another novel go, gained and lost weight, gathered with blog friends in Seattle and the Cotswolds, ran a half marathon, worked full time, painted in Italy, circled with women near Glastonbury, fallen desperately in love with my two nieces, been diagnosed with celiac disease, eaten gelato in Italy, tasted nutmeg in Grenada and fallen in love with St. Vincent, danced under many moons, helped grieve my father-in-law, camped and cottaged and often Christmased in Canada, spent countless hours in airports and airplanes, seen psychics and shamans, lived through my 30s, began living with my mother-in-law, and moved to a new country.

And what have I learned? That comparing myself to other people’s sunlit, filtered, styled, prettified online personas is a one-way ticket to crazytown. That if I had followed other people’s rules and truly wanted what other people had, I would have lived a much smaller life. That the people I was searching for and the connections I wanted are – ironically – harder to find now in this noisy online world of selling ourselves as our porduct, but that when you live and write and create from your heart, you can find each other.

I have also learned that when I stay in the moment and let my heart lead, magic happens.

So as I embark on the next ten years of me and my blog, I intend only this: to be connected to my heart and the present moment as often and as long and as much as I can, and to live in that magic – always.

So for you, dear reader, thank you for being here.

And to my little blog ~ Happy Anniversary! And thank you for everything.

I love you.