{"id":9207,"date":"2023-03-01T18:22:41","date_gmt":"2023-03-01T18:22:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.donnaionadrozda.com\/lifecycle\/?p=9207"},"modified":"2023-03-01T18:22:41","modified_gmt":"2023-03-01T18:22:41","slug":"how-does-your-soul-soar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.donnaionadrozda.com\/lifecycle\/how-does-your-soul-soar\/","title":{"rendered":"How Does Your Soul Soar?"},"content":{"rendered":"

Don’t ask what the world needs.\u00a0<\/i><\/b><\/h3>\n

Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. <\/i><\/b><\/h3>\n

Because what the world needs is\u00a0<\/i><\/b><\/h3>\n

people who have come alive.<\/i><\/b><\/h3>\n

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Dream, Drozda, India ink\/Vellum, 10×8″ Illustration for Soul Soaring by Poet Valerie Sayre<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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Welcome to March and the Creative Energy of Purity!
\nOver the years I’ve considered what Purity means as the last of the 12 moon\/months keywords. Purity, for me, is the difference between a hot shower and a sweat lodge. Yes, a hot shower will clean\/purify the largest organ of the body. Yet a sweat lodge, with its attendant rituals; creating cloth prayer bundles with tobacco and cornmeal, gathering the saplings to build the lodge, finding and honoring the stones, and stooking the fire, requires preparation that brings body, mind, and spirit into harmony while being a journey of the soul.<\/span><\/h4>\n


\nThis is the final moon\/month of the Natural Circadian Year. In Pisces’ good fashion, we dream of all that is possible for the coming twelve moon\/months, beginning with the New Moon in Aries at the spring equinox on March 21.<\/span><\/h4>\n

Like birds rebuilding their nests,
\nas fox kits play deep in the den,
\nthis is our natural time to consider
\nthe seed dream for the year before us.<\/h3>\n

Take time this month to consider what is ready to be released\/purified\/detoxed, as you simultaneously consider the words of the artist Gaugin saying,<\/span><\/h4>\n

“I close my eyes in order to see.”\u00a0 <\/span><\/strong><\/h3>\n

What do you see from the vantage point of your inner seeing, your soul’s knowing?\u00a0 This is a powerful time to reconnect to the calling of your soul. For this year I am reading, and reading again, the exceptional work Seat of the Soul by Gary Zukav.<\/a> This classic was gifted to me in 1990 by one of my Master Mind partners. I devoured it at the time and recently I came across an Oprah book list and found it included in her top ten. This prompted me to bring it back off the shelf.\u00a0 Knowing that 2022 was a splintering year in my life, I now see the opportunity to listen to my soul in a deeper way.\u00a0<\/span><\/h4>\n

How will you navigate this Vision Quest year?\u00a0<\/span><\/h4>\n

Remember the power of changing
\nthe way you think as you move forward.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n

The Creative Energy of 2023 gives focus. This is a Vision Quest year. When embarking on a VQ we first orient to the environment. We notice what is helpful. We notice what is not helpful. We prepare to meet the unexpected. A Vision Quest is time spent in seclusion. You may be fortunate and able to set aside time just for you. Many of us have no such opportunity. Plenty of us wouldn’t want the time to be alone even if it was available. <\/span>However, it is possible to set aside, 15 minutes a day, close our eyes, and visualize the path ahead.<\/span><\/h4>\n

It can be supremely helpful to find a way-shower, a guide, someone that for us carries a light that supports us as we face our fear, doubt, and indecision. It’s good to choose someone who can demonstrate to us the way to move forward. You might have someone. Think of them now. Thank them for what they bring. Allow them to assist and sponsor your coming dream. <\/span><\/h4>\n

Visualize your Future Self one year from now<\/span><\/strong><\/h3>\n

I was fortunate at age twenty to meet my Future Self in Alice<\/a>, whose farm I was led to by Invisible Hands when my life could have taken me down the rabbit hole<\/a>. (please, heed the posted warning)
\nInstead, I was shown a model<\/a> for my life and I have followed the creative energy of that path with ever-expanding gratitude. As my dear friend, Madame Silvarie, said to me in April 1995, lying in hospice, ‘Life Works.’\u00a0<\/span><\/h4>\n

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In this Vision Quest year
\nadopt your version of
\nthe Life Works<\/em> light\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><\/h3>\n

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To carry a Life Works<\/em><\/strong> Light, can mean exploring a growth edge. In this post I share <\/span>a sneak peek <\/span>of\u00a0Soul Soaring<\/em> by Poet Valerie Sayre. You get a teaser for her soon-to-be-released book in the video<\/a> that follows.
\nMeet the Poet as she chats with me, the Artist. When invited by Valerie to illustrate a number of her poems I found her collection of words rich in visuals. I have a term for this that I call painting with words.\u00a0<\/span><\/h4>\n


\nSee with your Inner Eyes as you read the poem, Mother Earth. Listen to the words with your Inner Ears.
\nAllow yourself to be spirit-guided on a mini-vision quest. Read the words, close your eyes, savor, and see in your mind’s eye the images that bring beauty, goodness, and a personal truth into your soul:<\/span><\/h4>\n

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Mother Earth\u00a0<\/strong><\/h3>\n

She brings me comfort
\nThe rock glisten
\nHolding gems and crystals
\nPrecious and old<\/h3>\n

Her ground under my feet comforts me
\nHer warmed stones on my body envelope me
\nMy soul connects to her messages<\/h3>\n

Endless waves
\nLike our lifetimes
\nThey can be restless and harsh or
\nGrounded, whole at peace<\/h3>\n

Her shells remind us of all the gifts
\nThe beauty of the sea
\nCleaned, collected and vibrating on our shelves
\nThey whiten with age like our human hair<\/h3>\n

The leaves wrestle in the winds
\nSend me whispers of timeless
\nProof of grounded delight
\nGrowing, shedding the old, and then re-blooming
\nBending, always bending<\/h3>\n

Thank you, Earth Mother<\/h3>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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