Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Since I often teach and write about Celtic Spirituality, this time of year people tend to ask me, “What do you mean by Celtic Spirituality, anyway?”
I could answer that question in many ways, but today, since the breeze has been warmer and the ground has thawed and I am feeling my soul expanding in sync with the earth, I will tell you a story about the arrival of spring that speaks to how Celtic Spirituality expresses itself in my life.
It was a sunny Saturday morning 16 years ago. Our then three-year-old daughter Maddie and I celebrated the promise of spring with several of my friends and their children. The kids created an altar with sacred objects brought from home, and I read them The Story of The Root Children, Sybil von Offer’s wonderful tale of how the flowers sleep all winter until Mother Earth awakens them to begin working, under the ground, on their new spring clothes.
I explained to the kids that we were going to wake up the Earth, so that she could wake up the root children. We made drums and noisemakers out of coffee cans and film canisters (remember those?) and then ran around the back yard, screaming and playing our instruments with abandon.
Maddie had so much fun that she didn’t want the ceremony to end. After our friends left, she coaxed me back outside to “wake up the Earth some more.” We danced, sang and played. Afterward Maddie asked me, “Mommy, where is the Earth?” We crouched down, panting. I spread my arms to indicate the small patch of earth behind our home and attempted to describe how it was connected to our vast planet.
As we sat there, enjoying an unusual moment of silence together, I gradually became aware of a sound I had never noticed before. It was water, seeping up from under the ground, the result, I assumed, of the gradual thaw we had experienced over the last week. Or, was something else going on here? I quietly asked Maddie if she heard the sound. She looked at me with her eyes aglow and whispered in a reverent tone: “Mommy, we woke up the Earth!”
That day was a reminder for me of how powerful ritual can be. We never know what magic we will unleash when we unite our consciousness with the powers of nature, the elements and the Unseen world. And uniting our consciousness with the elements and the Unseen world is a great way to describe Celtic spirituality. It’s a recognition that, not only are we a part of something bigger but that we are active participants in the unfoldment of the Universe.
So this St. Patrick’s Day, whether you are celebrating with traditional Irish music, parades, or a ceremony that connects you with the Otherworld, I pray that you will be open to experiencing many moments of wonder as spring emerges in your consciousness. Make space for the magic!
And if you want to tap into Celtic Spirituality on a regular basis, please connect with our Celtic Spirituality Facebook Community at https://www.facebook.com/
See you there!
P.S. People have been asking about the next retreat in western Ireland. I’m in the early stages of planning for 2016. Dates will be announced later this year. If you want to read about what we’ve done on past Irish Immersion retreats, you can find out more at http://KimberlySchneider.com/
Abundant Blessings, Kimberly
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
St. Patrick brought the mystery and deep wisdom of the ancient Celtic traditions into the Christian paradigm.
I find so many things to appreciate in St. Patrick, including his choice to turn the childhood trauma of his kidnapping and enslavement into an adult opportunity for healing and a different sort of connection with the Irish people, a connection rooted in love. Who among us would not benefit from transforming an old trauma into something lovely?
St. Patrick was also a fantastic communicator. He understood the power of symbol, of ritual and of the spoken word to engage human consciousness. As a University Lecturer in Communication, I admire that. It inspires me to remind my students (and myself) to use those gifts to serve the highest good.
Finally, St. Patrick helped make the human relationship to the Divine deeply personal and profoundly present. That sensibility is beautifully communicated in the prayer often referred to as “St. Patrick’s Breastplate.” That prayer is gorgeous and well worth reading (and even memorizing), so if you haven’t read it before, I highly recommend searching it out on the internet.
Several years ago I adapted St. Patrick’s prayer for myself.
Christ* before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ under my feet…
Christ within me,
Christ over me,
let all around me be Christ…
Christ in every thought, word and deed…
Christ in every wave and every particle….
Christ in every heartbeat and breath.
Christ be in the space between me and everyone I encounter today.
Christ on the lips of those who speak of me, the minds of those who think of me, the hearts of those who feel about me.
Christ in my blood and bone, Christ in every cell and wave and particle and in the space around me.
Christ guide me, inspire me, protect me and encourage me, Christ be with me, today and always, in all ways.
(*Note: use whatever word you like to represent the aspect of Divinity you wish to invoke with this prayer).
I invite you to create a similar prayer for yourself to remind you that the Divine is with you always, in all ways…in fact, YOU are a spark of Divinity.
You are an expression of Essence.
You are a manifestation of the All that Is.
May the wonder of that knowingness rise up inside you today and fill your heart with love and laughter.
Have you ever considered that the best stories, the truly epic stories, involve all sorts of adventures?
In those stories, the heroines and heroes are tested to their limits.
They experience wild rides—spectacular ups and downs.
Sometimes, they have intense conflicts with those they cherish most.
They make mistakes. And the mistakes show them something they needed to understand.
People disappoint them. And they disappoint the people they most wanted to hold them in high esteem.
Sometimes, they can hardly stand themselves.
In fact, occasionally they even despair.
In the best stories, though, you know that somehow there will be a triumph.
The triumph may not take the form the hero/heroine expects.
Yet the main character ultimately returns home in some form, and brings with them a treasure or an insight that will serve, not only themselves, but others as well.
Those are the stories we read and watch over and over again—the ones that take hold in the collective consciousness.
Some of the modern stories that have gripped me in this way include The Mists of Avalon, The Lord of The Rings Trilogy, Star Wars, The Fifth Sacred Thing, Star Trek (particularly TNG and Voyager). When I teach about epic stories in corporate or university settings, I usually riff on an ancient favorite, Homer’s Odyssey.
Why do these stories speak to us?
Because they speak the language of the soul.
They remind us of what our soul has always known: that each obstacle and challenge, each mentor and each goal, each adversary and ally, each test, is really only there for one reason: to call us into our potential as human beings.
In fact, if we could think about our lives as epic adventures, we wouldn’t have to take them (or ourselves) so seriously! We would know that, no matter what, somehow, all is well.
So whatever you are experiencing in your life right now, imagine that you are the protagonist in an epic story.
Whether you are in the midst of a loss or a celebration, or even a lull in the action, ask yourself: What would Gandalf do? Or Janeway? Or Madrone? Or Odysseus? Or Luke? (You get the idea—substitute your own hero/heroine de jour).
When you remember that you are living an adventure, it puts everything into perspective.
Who do you want to be?
And what would that person do, right now?
Everything you need is right here.
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Happy New Year!
There’s something powerfully symbolic about opening to January 1 on your new calendar (or seeing the new number on your electronic schedule).
It feels like it might be an opening, an invitation to step into fresh possibilities.
And indeed, it is.
And yet, within a few days or weeks, many people feel discouraged because they’ve fallen back into habitual patterns that leave them feeling stuck.
Does that mean we should never make resolutions, or hope for a different way of being in the world?
However, I do believe that New Year suggestions that you should strive to be a better you, a new you, are misplaced.
Because as long as you are striving to be someone else, somewhere else, you are disconnected from who you really are, right here, right now.
What we all need isn’t a new version of ourselves.
What we are really longing to reveal is the OLD version of who we are.
Not tomorrow’s version, or even yesterday’s version, or last year’s.
I’m talking about the ancient, primal and ever new you. The you that’s always been, even before the you you think of as you existed. The you that was, and is, and is to come.
If you can get quiet for just a moment, you might hear your soul whispering what you’ve known all along:
Everything You Need Is Right Here.
You don’t need to be someone else.
The YOU you are seeking is already here, hidden behind the masks you wear, the beliefs you’ve inherited, the patterns you’ve developed and the little addictions you feed in order to distract yourself from the anxiety you feel about being perpetually disconnected.
Your task, not just for this year, but for now and every moment, is to choose to pause and peek underneath all that stuff that’s covering up your Essential Self.
Might this be scary?
Might it call you do take some wild and crazy steps to change how you’ve been living?
But more likely, if you choose to pause and connect on a regular basis, it’s the small daily steps that will make a big difference. The small, daily steps can totally transform your life, revealing the glorious you that has been hiding for a long, long time.
The life you’ll be living this time next year begins with this moment, this year.
Breathe that in.
Sit with it, and see what arises.
Happy New Year to the Old You. It’s nice to see you.
(and by the way, if you’d like some support in revealing that glorious Old You, just comment below or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org to request the info on my Soul Retrieval Program or other one-on-one coaching work. I’d be delighted to connect with you in a profoundly transformational way this year).
The Manifestation Maven
Happy (almost) Thanksgiving!
I hope this email finds you hopeful, happy and overflowing with gratitude!
My heart is full this morning, and I’m also very aware that a lot of people in my own city of St. Louis are feeling scared today.
As you are most likely aware, a few months ago in Ferguson, Missouri, a suburb of St. Louis, a white police officer shot and killed an unarmed black teenage boy named Michael Brown. That event was tragic, not only for Michael Brown and his family, but also for the police officer and his loved ones, and the entire Ferguson community.
Many people have been protesting Michael Brown’s death and the circumstances surrounding it, hoping to raise awareness and bring about transformational change in race relations, especially in regard to interactions between the police and the citizens of color. Unfortunately, although the vast majority of protests have been peaceful, some individuals and groups have been exploiting the situation to create chaos.
Right now our city is awaiting the grand jury’s decision on whether to indict the police officer who shot Michael Brown. Rumors are flying, police presence is highly and increasingly visible throughout our region, and many local events are being changed or cancelled because people are scared about what will happen when the indictment decision is announced.
Whether or not you live in St. Louis, I think this is a good opportunity for all of us to take a deep breath and remind ourselves of something:
The world is what we make of it.
Intense fear gives us clues around where we feel vulnerable, where we are most in need of love and connection.
Whenever we feel scared, there’s an opportunity for real transformation.
It is natural to respond to feelings of fear by looking for control. We all do whatever we can to feel safer.
Unfortunately though, while defensive strategies may give us a short-term illusion of safety, all of these measures only serve to reinforce the ego’s illusions of separation. Over time, we are forced to build more and more walls around our hearts (and perhaps even our homes) to feel safe.
And “the way things are” continues to be the way things are.
What other choice do we have?
We can choose to be present to our fears, allowing them to teach and transform us.
We can recognize that ultimately, every one of us is doing what we can to experience happiness.
We can remember that each of the human beings we encounter wants to be free, to be happy, to feel peace.
And when we have the courage to do that, we have new options. We can create the world we want to live in. We realize that there is nothing to fear because the Essential Self, the most expansive part of who we are, has always been, and always will be.
What do you fear?
Where do you seek control?
What does courage look like for you today?
How can you un-arm your heart?
Where can you reach out and make a connection?
Your I AM is right here.
Everything you need is right here.
If you want to experience some peace right here and now, I created a short little guided meditation this morning to help.
You can listen here: http://www.audioacrobat.com/play/WRv3MffW
Or download it from here: http://kschneider.audioacrobat.com/download/WhenYouAreScared.mp3
May we all be peace.
May we all have the courage to love ourselves right through our fears.
I hope your summer was punctuated by laughter and connection, naps in the hammock, firefly sightings, stargazing, fireworks, walks in the woods, getting lost in great books, seeing new sights (or revisiting beloved old ones) and drifting off to sleep to the sounds of frogs and cicadas carried on cool night breezes through open windows (or whatever makes a great summer for you!)
My summer was full and rich and went by so, so quickly!
I’ll tell you about it, and first I want to offer a deep and heartfelt thank you to those of you who emailed me to say “Hey Kimberly, are you ok? I haven’t heard from you in awhile!”
You helped me realize it was time to reconnect.
So here I am, and here’s what I’ve been doing:
In addition to experiencing some of the lovely moments described above, in early summer I facilitated a retreat on Celtic Spirituality with my Mom, Mary Lou Schneider, at Mercy Center in St. Louis for a group of 50. It was delightful sharing some of the concepts from the book I’m writing now, and meeting a lot of new and interesting people.
Meanwhile my family was preparing for our trip to Ireland, celebrating our daughter Bridget’s 14th birthday, getting together with old friends and gearing up for our daughter Maddie’s transition to college.
July brought the Ireland journey, which included the weeklong Irish Immersion Experience retreat I facilitated on Celtic Spirituality for a spectacular group of seven spiritual seekers. It was so special to share Irish places and friends who have grown dear to me with other people (including two repeat retreatants), and to rediscover parts of myself along the way. I’m already looking forward to returning in 2016! (Incidentally, if you want to see some photos from the trip, I posted them on my Facebook page at http://Facebook.com/
KimberlyVSchneider. Just “like” the page, then scroll down to July and you’ll see pictures and a short summary of each day’s adventures).
Upon our return to the States, Bridget went to camp, then started high school, and all of the sudden it was time to drop Maddie off at college.
It was a whirlwind summer that ended with a sudden and massive change in my day-to-day experience of what it means to be at home.
Since then, I’ve been resting, and dreaming, and adjusting to the new rhythms of my life with Maddie being away at school.
Those of you who’ve had kids move away understand the strange territory of letting go of a nearly adult child. I knew it would be different, and perhaps difficult, yet I was not at all prepared for the intensity of this change.
As busy as I’ve been with other things throughout Maddie’s life: marriage and work and friends and family and, for the past 14 years, parenting another child as well, I had not fully realized the amount of energy, emotion, thought and time I had wrapped up in Maddie’s daily presence.
There is a lot of empty space in my life at the moment.
You would think it would have been easy, with this free time I’ve found, to write to you, and to get a lot of other work done too.
And yet, I haven’t.
My soul has been counseling me not to rush to fill the emptiness.
So I’ve been observing my inner life, asking myself what I want and need each day.
I have some new projects waiting for me: a website redesign; fresh online courses; retreat and workshop possibilities; another CD of poetry and reflections; creative collaborations with consultants, educators, healers and artists; and my new book on the 5 Truths of Celtic Spirituality.
I’m noticing the temptation to jump head first into all those shiny new work adventures. And I AM excited to share them with you.
Yet I’m going to see what it feels like, instead, to ease on into them, instead of doing everything at once.
I’ll tell you about these new opportunities for us to connect as they blossom and ripen.
Meanwhile, I’m sending you love and blessings and hopes that you will savor the delicious spaces in your life.
Breathe into them, and feel what you feel.
I’m right there with you.
And Everything We Need Is Right Here.
The Manifestation Maven
It’s been awhile since I’ve reached out to connect with my readers, so I’m writing today to wish you well, share a little news from my life, and offer a poem for summer.
While officially summer begins tomorrow in the U.S., according to Celtic Cosmology, we’re already deep into summer. In fact, in the ancient way of reckoning, “midsummer” comes in just a few days, on June 24th.
That we’re already half-way through summer feels right to me, as the past few weeks have been a whirlwind of activity, changes and shifts in our family–and we’re now less than two months away from the date we’ll drop our oldest off at college.
Our daughter Maddie graduated from high school in mid-May with clear purpose and excitement about her next phase of life. We are thrilled for her and I have to admit being a bit melancholy too, as I will really miss her insights about life, her humor and her companionship once she’s gone. For now, we are relishing the time we have with her and feeling privileged to support her in planning and dreaming.
Our youngest, Bridget had a big milestone too, finishing up at middle school and getting ready for high school next year–she turned 14 this week!
A few weeks after the girls finished the school year, my husband David’s mom died after a long struggle with Alzheimer’s. Our family has been dealing with all the emotions and activities that accompany such a huge letting go.
Through it all, I had some sort of respiratory virus that was teaching me (again) about humility and acceptance, releasing control and being tender with myself.
Mercifully, I was almost fully recovered by last weekend, when my Mom and I facilitated a Celtic Wisdom retreat for 50 people here it St. Louis. It was so much fun to work with Mom, and connect with many wonderful spiritual seekers, and it heightened our excitement about our upcoming retreat in Ireland.
This week I’ve been relaxing into the open space and ease of summer, celebrating birdsong and bike rides, the lazy afternoons reading on the porch and watching the fireflies come out at twilight all the sweeter in the wake of David’s mom’s transition and our heightened awareness of how brief and precious this life really is.
Yesterday I got to see a baby robin leave its nest under the eaves of our front porch. Its mother seemed to be celebrating, swooping down to offer the new flyer food and encouragement. I thought, of course, about Maddie getting ready to leave for college. I’m also smiling at the thought of the Universe as a mother bird, celebrating each of our milestones in life, including that huge transition to the other side of the veil.
I like to think that we are never truly alone, that for each letting go and moving on there are guides and guardian angels, ancestors and saints, faces of God beside us, behind us and before us, sending us on and cheering us along and welcoming us into our new stages of being.
So with that in mind, I offer you this celebratory poem called Samhradh (Irish for summer). I composed it in the style of the ancient Irish “I AM” poems honoring the many ways the Divine shows itself to us.
I am the smile of the lover,
I am the infant at the breast,
I am the beckoning horizon
I call the fledgling from the nest.
I am the sweetness of the berry,
I am the alchemy of yeast,
I am desire and consummation,
I am the music at the feast.
I am the light that shines in darkness,
I am the wisdom born of pain,
I am the power of transformation,
I am the Everlasting Flame.
I am the flower of compassion,
I am spirit come to earth,
I am the healing of all that is broken,
I am the effervescent mirth.
copyright 2012, Kimberly V. Schneider
May we all savor this abundant season!
Many Blessings to you and yours,
The Manifestation Maven
I had a pretty difficult Mother’s Day.
Honestly, I am hoping yours was better than mine!
And yet, the pain I felt on Sunday ended up giving way to sweetness and peace yesterday.
So maybe a “bad” Mother’s Day isn’t such a bad thing, after all.
Let me explain.
Sunday started out wonderfully; my husband David and I took a hike, one of our favorite activities to do together.
We explored a new trail, climbed up a streambed to check out an old cave mouth, and encountered butterflies along the way. The sun was breaking through the clouds as we talked and laughed, and there was just enough coolness in the warm breeze to make outdoor exercise delightful.
Later, we took the girls out to eat and had a tasty lunch on an outdoor patio, where David, Maddie and Bridget gave me cards and presents.
Sounds pretty nice, right?
And it was, until THE TANTRUM.
I’ll spare you the details of Bridget’s meltdown.
Let’s just say it was…ugly.
And it did not bring out the best in any of the rest of us either.
When we got home, I headed out to the hammock by myself, to have a good cry.
I’ve been a parent for 18 years, and I’ve encountered my fair share of tantrums and family messiness.
So, one tantrum, regardless of size, would not usually be enough to ruin my day.
But these sorts of scenes have been building in intensity and frequency of late at our house, and I just didn’t know what to do.
I felt overwhelmed, and, honestly, like a bit of a failure.
Confronting my failure as a mother on Mother’s Day.
Yes, yes, I know. We moms are not supposed to judge ourselves based on our kids’ behavior. We really can’t take all the blame for their problems (or, for that matter, credit for their successes).
And yet, I felt at such a loss.
I just didn’t know where to go from here.
So I cried for quite awhile.
While I was crying, I kept surrendering to what I teach, that everything I needed was right here, hard as it was to believe. (I have to admit here that I also had thoughts along the lines of “seriously? On Mother’s Day? Can’t I catch a break today at least?”)
But I’d been praying for help with this situation, so I had to trust that somewhere, in the midst of this chaos, was an answer.
A kind answer.
An answer meant to help me, and help my family.
And indeed, in the quiet minutes I took for myself that evening, and again the next day, I realized that this difficult encounter was an invitation to re-engage with our daughter.
If you’ve been around adolescents, then you know that the transition into the teen years can be challenging for everyone. There are lots of demands for independence, combined with ambivalence about growing responsibility and looming adulthood. It’s like toddlerhood all over again, only this time, you can’t pick up the kid and carry her out of the restaurant.
Throw in the typical hormonal upheaval. Add a developmental disability. And just for fun, also add a sibling getting ready to move away, one parent dealing with Alzheimer’s in the family and the other dealing with her own hormonal swings (TMI? Well, what can I say? That’s the reality of my life now)… and you have…well…a mess.
After just sitting with our family mess for a day or so, meditating with it and praying about it, I realized that I had been withdrawing from the mess.
Withdrawing from our family, and my life.
Withdrawing from Bridget, withdrawing from the unprocessed adolescent angst I was still carrying around in my own body, and withdrawing, too, from the anticipatory grief I’m holding as we prepare to take Maddie to college in a few months.
The natural tendency for all of us when we encounter messiness is to move away.
To go somewhere simpler, saner, and less painful.
And yet, as I’ve been teaching for decades, and re-learning lately in my yin yoga classes, transformation happens when we stay.
When we choose to be present to the mess.
To trust that there’s a blessing in there, somewhere.
So Tuesday, I kept Bridget home because I realized that in the midst of her big transitions, Bridget needs more clarity and reassurance that she is safe. And that I’m not going anywhere, even when it gets tough.
And I, too, needed reassurance—reassurance that I’m capable of being fully present to my own intensity and to, as John Kabat-Zinn calls it, the “full catastrophe” of life.
I set aside all the things I usually use to distract myself (social media, TV, checking my email, work) and instead chose to be with her and myself (I got a little yoga and meditation in while she was reading a book to our cat).
Bridget and I were in sync most of the time, completely engaged in procuring materials to make a visual schedule for her here at home, like the one she has at school. We found images online to represent her daily activities, then printed and laminated the pictures (this was astonishingly exciting for her!) We went to the craft store to buy Velcro so she could attach the appropriate activities to her daily schedule board. And together we picked out the images for the rest of that afternoon.
We did have a couple of power struggles.
And I stayed.
It was a sweet, sweet day.
And that evening before bed, we snuggled for a long while, saying nothing, contentedly breathing in each other’s nearness.
We hadn’t put an image for snuggling on her visual schedule. Maybe we’ll do that tonight. I think any life could benefit from a little more snuggling.
I won’t pretend that Bridget and I are done with power struggles, or with the infinite ways life can prove difficult to navigate.
Just for today, though, I’m going to enjoy the grace that came with the staying.
And I’m hoping that next time, I’ll remember to stay, again.
If you’d like to further explore the idea of staying in the midst of the mess (Everything You Need Is Right Here, after all!), along with other tenets of Celtic Wisdom such as Encountering the Sacred in the Ordinary, Connecting with the Numinous through Nature and the Elements, and Interacting with the Unseen World, I hope you will join my Mom and me June 13-14 for a 22 hour retreat at Mercy Center in St. Louis! New Awakenings Community is sponsoring us for a program we’re calling God in Every Breath: Falling in Love with Life through the Wisdom of the Ancient Celts. If you want more info, just message me here, email me at support@KimberlySchneider.com or message me on Facebook http://Facebook.com/
We would love to see you there!
Wishing you the peace that passes understanding,
Request Kimberly’s free Conscious Manifestation eCourse and you’ll also receive the introduction and sample chapter of her book, Everything You Need Is Right Here: Five Steps to Manifesting Magic: http://www.
Appearances can be deceiving.
So deceiving, in fact, that most of our difficulties arise out of responding to what’s apparent on the surface, instead of what’s really happening.
And that usually causes us to crash and burn.
My husband is licensed as an instrument-rated private pilot. He’s told me that one of the most difficult things to learn when a pilot is flying through thick clouds, where sight can’t help you tell up from down, is to disregard the sensations of your body.
Humans weren’t really designed for flying through space at high speeds, especially when the ground isn’t visible. When you can’t see the ground, your body can’t accurately process the information it is receiving. Therefore, it may get really confused about where it is in space.
And so, when you’re thousands of feet from the earth and you’ve got your hands on the controls of a plane, you have to ignore your body’s signals, and the resultant freaking-out that your ego is doing about whether you’re going to die because you can’t tell earth from sky. Instead you must trust the data coming to you from your instruments, even though they don’t correspond with what you are feeling.
Similarly, when things get bumpy and confusing in life, if you act based on what seems obvious, or what your ego thinks is going on, you aren’t likely to like what happens next.
Rather than reacting reflexively, you’ve got to trust the guidance of your soul, your Essential Self, at those turbulent times.
Because your soul always knows where you are, whether it’s apparent to your ego or not.
So if you are in one of those foggy moments,
when nothing makes sense,
and you’re not sure where you are going,
and the ground beneath your feet has fallen away to such an extent that you don’t even know where it’s gone,
or whether you’ll ever feel grounded again,
you’ve got to trust your instruments.
Don’t act out of panic.
Instead, be still and know.
Wait for the inner guidance that comes from a place of peace.
Everything You Need Is Right Here.
Sending love and bright blessings your way, today and always,
P.S. The idea that reality is what’s going on beneath the surface is rooted in Celtic Spirituality. Making ancient Celtic wisdom relevant for modern seekers is one of my great passions, which is why I’m going to be offering another Celtic Spirituality Retreat June 13-14, this time with my wise and wonderful Mom! God in Every Breath: Falling in Love with Life through the Wisdom of the Ancient Celts will explore tenets of Celtic Spirituality through story, poetry, reflections, small group process and exercises designed to open the “door between the worlds” so you can experience the Divine in a new way. The program is sponsored by New Awakenings Community in St. Louis. If you’d like more info, just comment below, message me on Facebook http://Facebook.com/KimberlyVSchneider or email me at support@KimberlySchneider.com and I’ll send you the brochure , or you can also ask questions about the retreat and find out how to register by contacting Peg Burdge 314-965-0983. I’d love to see you there!
The Manifestation Maven
Happy April Fool’s Day!
I never imagined when I was younger that this day would become a holiday favorite of mine, but it has, because my idea of what it means to be a fool has transformed.
The very young and the wise both seem foolish, because they shun convention in favor of following the whispers of their souls.
Those whispers may lead them into risky, or even dangerous places.
The innocent behave foolishly because they don’t know any better.
The wise behave foolishly because they understand that safety and control are illusions, and that the path of the fool is the path that awakens beauty.
The first time I visited Ireland, I realized I’d lost touch with my inner Fool.
Grief, heartache, and my desire for predictability and control had gradually eroded my senses and my heart.
I’d lost the ability to experience Beauty. I’d gone to sleep.
Thank Heaven, the elemental and raw nature of western Ireland shook me from my numb slumber.
I awoke again to the joy and pain and exquisite beauty in my life.
I started writing poetry again.
I laughed, and I cried. A lot.
I felt raw, and vulnerable and a little bit afraid—but exhilarated too.
I remembered that I was alive. I remembered how to breathe.
That experience was so potent and powerful for me that I’ve returned to Ireland three more times since then, inviting other spiritual adventurers with me, and we’re going again this summer.
Seven people, including two who’ve made the trip with me before, are meeting my family and me in western Ireland in July for a weeklong Irish Immersion experience.
We have room for two or three more people.
Would you like to join us?
If you are:
~in transition, or longing to make a change
~looking for perspective
~wanting to step outside of normalcy
~seeking something sacred inside yourself that you can carry home with you
Then maybe this experience is a good fit for you.
The deadline for registering is May 1, or whenever the last few spots are filled (the cottages I have reserved will fit 2 or 3 more people, depending on whether rooms are shared).
Details are all at my website—watch the video and then scroll down on the page for more info.
May you awaken to the Beauty in your life.
And may you always remember the joys of being foolish.
The Manifestation Maven
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