Okay, so I loved this youtube so much I had to make a blog of it.

I know I've not written anything 'meaningful' lately in my blogs.. sorry about that.  Most of what I have to say seems to be on the writing pod, Diving Deeper, and I've my head stuck in my own work - editing my short story collection. It's going well, so far. I'm also working on a grant application for 'new work' - something to inspire me to finally write a novel. I feel as if there is not enough time in the day to do what I want to do in terms of my writing - I seem to take so long just to get into the 'creative' state; and then there are all those emails to reply to, all those little & big things to get done.. well. I shouldn't complain, should I? Hardly a difficult life!

Well, here's the video which has absolutely nothing to do with what i wrote above. I just liked it.

I've had this on my own website for a while, but forgot to put it here. I think Deena Metzger is just wonderful. I have Tom to thank for telling me about her. I'm reading  her "Writing for Your Life" and it's truly beautiful, absolutely in line and supportive of the Diving Deeper writing work I do - and takes the whole thing to a deeper level.

This is a quote from her that I love:

"Healing is not necessarily restoring the original condition. It is not returning to paradise. Healing is helping to align the individual with the trajectory of the soul. Healing is the field of beauty through which the details of the larger purpose of an individual’s current life in relationship to his/her own history, ancestors, spirits, the present, the future, and global healing are revealed and enacted."

Deena Metzger -"THE SOUL OF MEDICINE"

You may remember that amazing photo of a naked woman, torso upward, her arms open to the sky, one breast removed, a tattoo across the scar. That's Deena:

"I am no longer afraid of mirrors where I see the sign of the amazon, the one who shoots arrows.
There was a fine red line across my chest where a knife entered, but now a branch winds about the scar and travels from arm to heart.
Green leaves cover the branch, grapes hang there and a bird appears.
What grows in me now is vital and does not cause me harm. I think the bird is singing.
I have relinquished some of the scars.
I have designed my chest with the care given to an illuminated manuscript.
I am no longer ashamed to make love. Love is a battle I can win. I have the body of a warrior who does not kill or wound.
On the book of my body, I have permanently inscribed a tree."