Category Archives: Ida Lawrence

Targeting Breasts

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I remember my grandmother’s breasts: Grandma Ida, sitting in the big chair by the window, holding my newborn, firstborn son. He was sleeping in her arms, and her arms were resting on breasts that seemed to reach even below her waist. Grandma didn’t want me to come and take my...

Impressions of Inferiority

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Darkness brought us alive. Deep, rich, restorative darkness; filled with infinite potentiality,fertility, beauty, information of the ages… the magnificent pattern of it All. Beloved darkness. And we turn our face away from the word ‘darkness’ and from the thought of darkness. The light is what we value, the light is what...

Beautiful Tales Unfolding

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Stories just unfold and unfold; hour by hour the pages of our book are written. Some say we write those pages ourselves, including the seemingly ‘outside of our control’ experiences. Accidents, unwelcome circumstances, surprising opportunities, forgetting, missteps, chance meetings, world events, other people’s decisions, childhood experiences… these things that ‘happen’...

You’re Talking to Me?

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Communication within the consciousness movement seems like the Tower of Babel sometimes, with all of us speaking different languages. That old Tower story is definitely a separation story, maybe even an ego/separation story. Since we’re into oneness, and that requires a whole lot of allowing, accepting, and affirming the divinity...