Tucking these words in my pocket . . .



Brave your way on. 
You are a blessing waiting 
to be discovered by yourself. 
The wisdom waits in your heart 
like a buried treasure which 
only loving your self can 
bring to the surface. And 
yes, loving your self is like 
diving to the bottom of the 
ocean with nothing but who 
you are to find your way.

Mark Nepo, “The Dive”



I’m off in the morning. See you back here the second week in September! S


Riding Into My Mythic Life

IMG_8925What, after all, is myth? Myth is something that never was but is always happening. Myth is closer than breathing, nearer than our hands and feet; it is built into our very being. I have come to believe that life is allied with myth in order that we may advance along an evolutionary path. The path carries us nearer to the spiritual source, which lures us into even greater becoming.

IMG_8935By their very nature, horses are mythic creatures that invite us to step into that higher sense of purpose for our lives . . . just by being in the horse’s presence and making the horse one player in our cast of thousands, we can ride into this potent realm of story and myth.

IMG_8928Horses occupy that land where myth opens the door to our greater lives.

IMG_8926We find that horses restore us to who and what we really are, taking us on a hero’s journey to claim the parts of ourselves we had left behind.

IMG_8936Horses often come into a person’s life for a short-lived period to provide an important symbolic role, to lift some new understanding to consciousness through their mythic connections.

IMG_8931Horses partner with us to ride into our lives with power, grace, and beauty, offering their mythic talents to teach us greater compassion for all sentient life and to all new or forgotten aspects of ourselves to emerge for the benefit of building a brave new world of the future.

IMG_8930With horses as our companions, we can ride into that world with the extended power of our mythic lives, experiencing the journey with greater joy, trusting our intuition, claiming our capacity for wise leadership, and stepping into our greater life.


All horses in this post are courtesy of “The Art Ladies” who surprised me with more than two dozen of them, using this pattern from Ann Wood. All quotations are from the book Riding into Your Mythic Life: Transformational Adventures with the Horse by Patricia Broersma. (Definitely worth the $2 I spent at a recent library sale.)

A New Look & A Trio of Winners


Well, what do you think of the new look? I’m considering this phase one of the redesign, which will hopefully be a full-on self-hosted website sometime around the first of the year. Keeping my fingers crossed and myself in Tom’s good graces.

The comments on my last post were so inspiring! Lots of people doing brave things. Three winners were chosen at random, so if Lori, Janet and Julie would email me their addresses, I will send you some brave in the mail. My email address is slpetruccelli AT charter DOT net. And if you didn’t win, those banners are so easy to make. I actually got the idea from one of Jean Miller’s pins on pinterest. She is a great one to follow – lots of Waldorf inspiration. You can check out all of her boards here.

11 days until Wyoming!! The packing has begun!!

A Takeaway & A Giveaway


My takeaway from Taproot this year boiled down to a single phrase, a directive really: Find your brave. Actually, I’ve been talking about doing brave things all year; it started with this post when I wrote about Wyoming way back in January. Well, here I am 2 weeks from my trip, and I’m realizing this whole year has been one long adventure in finding my brave. It’s been a smash up of voicing, claiming, embracing, releasing, speaking, writing, quieting, honing, embodying, defining, finding and losing, adding and subtracting. And clarifying. Yes, if nothing else, it’s been one long journey toward clarity: of who I always have been, of who I am right now and who I am choosing to be in the future.

There is a stripped down feeling to all of this that can leave me feeling exposed – even naked at times. Sometimes I can quell this feeling of vulnerability by closing my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath and grounding myself. Other times, I need to put my red boots on and tell myself to “Cowboy up!” I may be the last person on planet earth to hear the song “Brave” by Sara Bareilles – but I’m making up for lost time. My dear friend, Siobhan, introduced me to this anthem while we were at Taproot. I didn’t know I needed this song, but I do. It’s inspired more than a few dance sessions out in the hayfields and some artwork too. I made a bunch of these “find your brave” banners that I would love to send out into the world. If you would like one, leave a comment and tell me how you are finding your brave. Three random winners will be announced on Tuesday August 19, 2014. Good luck!!