“As long as you are breathing, there is more right with you than there is wrong, no matter how ill or how hopeless you may feel.” Jon Kabat-Zinn in Full Catastrophe Living.

I’m breathing, and I’m here! This project, Fear is Weak I am Strong, is finally born, after years of thinking, writing, observing, planning – and quite possibly fearing, now and then. 😉 All my threads find a home here: harp therapy, sound work, writing blogs, writing stories, croning, aging, children’s storytimes, all are embroidered in this new tapestry.

There’s still plenty to do. And it feels exciting, inspiring, and energy-giving as I consider where this path is leading me. I’ve arrived here from a whole other world, tripping over a lot of rocks, getting pebbles in my shoes, getting caught in hail storms and mud, and collecting some interesting scratches and bruises as I clambered up an unknown mountain. I think this might be near the mountain top! 

There is that song though, the song about the bear and the mountain, the one we sang on car trips and around campfires. Do you know it?

Welllll- the bear climbed over a mountain, the bear climbed over a mountain, the bear  climbed over the mounta-a-a-ain —-and what do you think he saw?

Welllll – she saw another mountain, she saw another mountain, she saw another mounta-a-a-ain, and what do you think she did?

Welllll- she climbed the other mountain, she climbed the other mountain, she climbed the other mounta-a-a-ain —-and what do you think she saw?

Here’s to adventure with the Crone!