Author Archives: rlongwort
Sweet Peas
During the last two weeks I was involved in an eleven-day chanting/ Kundalini class that included a daily walk and chant. I added this practice to a nightly practice of doing the Aquarian Sadhna Chant, which I have been doing … Continue reading
Stepping Stumbling Blocks Stones
I had some trouble sleeping so I went to the end of the bed to catch the moonlight on my face that was coming in through the skylight from the waxing gibbous moon. I was soon fast asleep with her … Continue reading
The Stile
Bringing together the old healing Druidic traditions with today’s efforts of healing makes its way into this story. I dreamed of such healing rituals about thirty years ago and it was lovely to include and to embellish them. Continue reading
Dream Sessions
Update: For your convenience, I’m now offering pay by the minute dream counseling, for a minimum of 10 minutes. Bring me your dreams, and let’s talk via zoom or phone or doxy or at my office. All you need to … Continue reading
Moriah is Mulling about Her Cups
Anger and other kinds of complexes in us are fed by energy we stash in the complexes. It is always a struggle to figure out how to catch on to ourselves so we release this energy before it does any serious harm. This story tries to address this complex of anger and the notion of forgiveness and how anger and forgiveness might fin together. Continue reading
New Year 01/02/2021
While dreams are my go to modality for being of service to others, I also could not do that work without the help of meditation. It is like some kind of cushion which protects me and puts me on my feet all at the same time. Continue reading
Changing of the Guard
The blooming flowers in the Meditation Garden were inspirational and the little hummingbird visiting was the cream on top. I noticed neither until the end of my meditation when that flittering little bird, with green and red glitter caught my eye. Meditation helps me see in may different way including physically, when I see nature with new eyes. Continue reading
Oh Shenandoah, I hear you Calling
Last Saturday, I went to sit by the Shenandoah river with my friend, that has that place as her favorite recreational visiting spot. We travel the ten miles out from the city toward Port Republic. We travel in separate cars, … Continue reading
Moriah Grapples with Scapegoating
Moriah knew about the rituals of scapegoating. What started out as a ritual of putting all the blame for evil onto the head of one person and murdering them was no longer practiced. It moved into the idea that a goat … Continue reading
The Spilt Grains
My mother loved her saints, St Teresa. St Joseph and others and had her own particular prayers she addressed to them. She liked St Teresa, her namesake, in particular and while I am not sure she read her voluminous writings, … Continue reading
