Shadow Ceremony After Action: March 2026

I have been silent 🤫 lately. Turning Within is a practice that suggests regular internal maintenance. The modern mind needs recalibration. The more complex the instrument, the more tuning… how could my mind be any different?

We create meaning; a smattering of mattering emanates through you each and every moment of your life. All of it relies on the accumulated mattering and meanings held onto by the moment before, and the anticipation of the mattering to become. Like limbs of a great oak 🌳. Truer still, like the leaves of an oak, briefly drinking in the Sun’s rays.

March Integration and Lessons

Every time we roll out the carpet, I learn something both exceptionally new and yet somehow already known. Each container has its own distinct radiance and style. Giving off the experience of being “the best one ever.”

I learned how love was behind and below it all. Especially the shadow. I learned must learn to “I am” better. The impact of living only in “not I” is self-inflicted gaslighting. I witnessed reclaiming of soul.

We all get a smattering of mattering. It took so much to create it. I don’t want to waste it. I saw the impact of chasing love through success and how the soul comes alive when the block is cleared. Reclaiming the brilliance that can only come from within.

I lay witness to beyond-core, generational-level meaning transformed. I saw the power of a woman healing deep-conscious wounds that felt like reclaiming the archetypal divine feminine. Needed in our times.

Men, reclaimed their power from the deeply-rooted lie that somehow their humanity is toxic.

There seems to be a recalibration that is coming through.

I wept as loved ones shared the grief of humanity. Laughed as I experienced the joy and folly that comes from holding self both sacred yet acknowledging the transient, non-importance of it all.

Love flowed into the calcified crevices of the complex hearts and souls of all who came to meet the medicine that is their soul.

I am empty… left it all on the carpet,
full… my soul has so much to chew on,
stretched… like old boots after an important day in the field, condensed… like a flower waiting to bloom.

The world became a brighter place this weekend. Changing the world, one soul at a time,.. I love this work.

Great work to all the new practitioners. Each of you shared your genius in ways that are hard to put into words. To all of the staff, WOW!! There. I said it. That really happened. Thank you for bringing everything it took to create the container that held the magic. I am in awe. 🙇