by Aninha E. Livingstone | Sep 24, 2013 | blog, Calling and Humility, Newsletters, written
Harvesting Humility and Seeding Holy Chutzpah Hello Courageous Souls, Have you fallen in love with your humanness yet? Can you let your light shine despite your vulnerabilities? As we all know, this is a process, not an event. Last week I gave a speech on ritual that...
by Aninha E. Livingstone | Jun 26, 2013 | blog, Calling and Play, Newsletters, written
What soul qualities are evoked for you in Summer? Looking through the lens of archetypes, we are reminded of the qualities of youth. We are invited to play, be spontaneous, uninhibited, passionate and fully engaged in life. Are these qualities that you experience as...
by Aninha E. Livingstone | Dec 26, 2012 | blog, Calling and The Underworld, Newsletters, written
Honoring the Dark, Risking the Light Our gifts arise out of a magical blend of challenges and talents, of hardships and blessings. When we honor the dark by turning toward the places within that need tending, and honor the light by risking our gifts that flourish...
by Aninha E. Livingstone | Sep 26, 2012 | blog, Calling and Money, Newsletters, written
When we offer our gifts to the world, we become the harvest. Unfortunately, the question of earning money can often impede the process of expressing one’s unique gifts, but it does not have to be this way. One of my gifts is to help women remember the...
by Aninha E. Livingstone | Apr 26, 2012 | blog, Newsletters, Reciprocity with The Earth, written
I recently came upon a poem my son wrote when he was in kindergarten. In essence, it was a love poem to the world. Not only did it make my heart melt as a mother, but it also reminded me of the way we experience the world when we are in touch with innocence and...
by Aninha E. Livingstone | Dec 26, 2011 | blog, Healing Power of Nature, Newsletters, written
Winter Invitation: Nature as a Healing Path Did you know that spending time in nature with a transformative intent can change your life for the better? I didn’t, at least not consciously. I grew up in Los Angeles amidst more concrete underfoot than...
