03/14/2026
Just left Stresa, on Lake Maggiore in Northern Italy, a place that seemed, for me, to beat with the Spirit of the Feminine. I saw themes...of portals, of tree's, of life recovering from the seeming deadness of winter. And all the while, in the background, the sorrow of the world at war. If I paused and closed my eyes, I could hear the birds singing in the trees, people chattering in Italian, German, Russian, French, Egyptian, English, and such, dogs barking in the distance....while at the same time, deep within, I could imagine the thunder of bombs keeping innocent people shivering in terror, wide awake with big, horrifying questions about home and safety, life and death.
I was drawn to these images shown here of what became, for me, portals to visit with beauty, with softness, with nature and love. Portals that offered meetings with history, and reminders of both the brutality of human beings and the stubborn resilience of many back to love and life, hope and beauty.
This must be the teaching from my teacher a while back...if we can hold the opposites, see both, we can help ourselves move from chaos to calm, as often as we need the possibility. The world is at war AND the light needs to stay as bright as it can, deep within🙏