books · palliative lightwork

Does energy healing love me?

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I’m rereading Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert – again – and in it she writes that Dr. Robin Wall Kimmerer (if you haven’t read – or better yet, listened to, so you can hear the Native words spoken correctly – Braiding Sweetgrass, do it. Do it now. Please. You’ll thank me later. PS: Hoopla, Libby, or Overdrive – all hail the library systems! – probably have it, too)

…anyway…Gilbert writes that Kimmerer asks her students if they believe that the Earth loves them. I say ‘no’, because we abuse the hell out of her, but Dr K says the Earth is looking for some give-and-take, a symbiotic relationship that Native people had always had with the Earth, where all can prosper. Gilbert now asks her writing students if they believe writing loves them, which is met with a resounding no and stories of how evil writing treats them. Yet they all still want to continue being writers. I feel that.

This all got me thinking about the energy healing I do, and if I think it loves me. And I think it does. Because whenever I help a being of any type feel better or ease their suffering, even just a bit, I feel amazing. I feel like I hit the jackpot of ways to spend your life, and I know that the energy/light loves me for being its conduit, and for guiding it to those in need of help. Because I may say that “I help”, but it’s not me. I just let the energy know who, and I send it their way. I keep, in a way, keep the energy focused, because I’m sure there are a zillion calls for help all day long, so I’m sort of saying (in my head), “There. Over there. Now stay on the path. Don’t wander off. No…back…come on…you’re almost finished…and, done! Well done, you!”

We have a great relationship. 😊

So if you’d like to make both me and the healing energy/light happy, here’s where you pay for a session! We’re just waiting to spread the love!

books · social media

Digital Pause

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Bloglovin’. Oy. Is it me, or can changing things on that site get…complicated…? I wanted the correct url to this blog on my profile, and it just wouldn’t switch from the old to the new. I could claim both urls, but not make it so it would connect to the correct one. I don’t know, it could have just been me not understanding the site, who knows. I ended up getting really annoyed, deactivating the annoying account and starting another.

Speaking of blogging, I fell down the rabbit hole of books and blogs and podcasts about social media and our addictions to it. There are so many out there, and it’s becoming clear that so many big names and businesses are dropping the not-really-lucrative, algorithms-screwing-up-your-views social media sites in favor of email lists and blogs that they own. None of us need the mind-suck of constant social media, and people are finding that their anxiety lessens, their memory gets stronger, creativity soars…all kinds of benefits.

I took all the apps except Castbox and Audible off my phone, and even in just one day I noticed how often I reached for the phone to check Twitter (my go-to). And how much of my thoughts are geared toward tweeting; it really freaked me out. Instagram I can take or leave, but Twitter, that’s my addiction. I removed the links to my social media accounts from this website, fixed the Bloglovin’ one, and I’ll be dropping IG and letting my public major-time-consuming Twitter account go. I mostly retweet things concerning Covid and my continuing inability to understand those who act as if it’s the common cold, so it really doesn’t serve me in any way, and more than anything it sends my blood pressure and anxiety through the roof and annoys my other half because I’m constantly telling him all the stuff I’m reading and sending his blood pressure through the roof, too. I can get all the news in better ways, such as Allsides.com, and I want to read more blogs (and write more posts like the random one from the other day), too.

It’s really quite scary how the internet has taken over our lives, and I’m almost finished with a book called Alone Together by Sherry Turkle, which was written 10 years ago and concerns studies the author, a social scientist and clinical psychologist, conducted about how lives have changed, especially for the then-teenagers, and how they’ve come to see the online world almost as more real that their actual lives. It’s a fascinating read, and next up is her book Reclaiming Conversation.

Another book I really liked is The Revenge of Analog by David Sax, which isn’t about going Luddite, as one would think, but more about how people are rediscovering the joys of analog – and you get to learn about how film and albums are made, too!

Anyway, it’s late, or really, really early, and I need to put all these thoughts to bed. I’ll be seeing you around here more, I hope!

Much love,

Pip 🌻

©Pip Miller – August 2021

books · random

Podcasts: fan or no?

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I haven’t been a fan, but I needed something to help with that little voice in my head, and I didn’t want to dive back into audiobooks. So podcasts.

I’ve found some I like, and some that while I want to hear the content, drive me nuts because the podcaster invites guests to discuss things, but then interrupts and talks about ‘me, me, me’ over and over again. If that’s what you’re going to do, do like Leonie Dawson and just ramble whatever comes to mind and skip the guests. It works great for her.

Do you have any podcasts you really enjoy? Let me know so I can give them a try!

Oh, speaking of audiobooks, if you haven’t listen to Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer. The book is soooooooooooooooo good, so timely, and her voice is amazing. I’m not linking to Amazon, because not everyone uses Audible, and Bezos donated to The Rule of Law, which funded the Capitol takeover. You can listen to it on Hoopla if you’d prefer. I love Hoopla.

We’ve got a storm coming in, which usually means we don’t get much precipitation, but everywhere around us does. It’s cold, though. January cold. Which is nice because I’ve been walking around in short-sleeves and we’ve had the front door open almost every day. Even in the high desert, this isn’t normal for January.

I spent the day running a few errands, picked up The Starless Sea at a local bookstore (the blurb had me at “…a mysterious book…”, and sending light. The light was for a gamut of ailments, and it was, as always, amazing to be able to help people (and Crackers the horse) feel better, even if it’s only for a while.

It was a good day.

How was yours?

Much love,

Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – January 2021

books · palliative lightwork · planners

Choosing A Word For 2021

Picking a guiding word for the year is something I’ve done for a while now. Last year I decided to go with a feeling, lighthearted, and quite frankly, this year has left the vast majority of us feeling anything but, am I right?

Normally I just wait til a word pops into my head that feels right, and I go with that. Thing is, I also don’t really do anything to help that word along. Not this year!

I use Passion Planners, which come with a Roadmap to help you focus on and achieve your goal. December hit me hard and I’ve been super depressed. Rereading The Desire Map seemed the thing to do, and Bing! Lightbulb! Feelings, not goals. How do I want to feel next year and more importantly, how can I make it happen? I dropped the gamechanger part of it, choosing instead to focus on all 4 important emotions that compromised my core desired feeling: Light.

It’s not easy finding a picture to represent what I mean by light…

Light? Didn’t I choose lighthearted last year? I did. Is there a difference? Honestly, not much. The world is too heavy right now, and as any empath can tell you, it’s suffocating. Anything that isn’t heavy is how I want to feel, so light, light-hearted…same difference.

I scribbled all over my current planner’s Roadmap, which I never filled out, sifting through words and what would help me feel light, and finally, finally, narrowed it down to Delight, Comforted (a big one), Peaceful, and the hardest one to pin down, Financially Secure and Independent. I’d first chosen “like I make a difference”, and that is a part of it, but mostly I want to work for myself, helping others feel better. Which is a way to make a difference, so yay.

Then came the important part. What will help me feel each of those 4 feelings? Under Comforted I have “my journal, fleece as much as possible (soft soothes me), special treats such as hot chocolate and ice cream”. Nothing major, but little things I can focus on weekly to make sure I stay in the Light lane and don’t veer off into the No Eating for a Week and All I Want to Do is Sleep lane again. I’m still not out of that one yet, to be honest.

I’m still fine-tuning it and haven’t transferred it to my new planner. I feel good about it. I hope next year is better because of it.

Do you choose a word? What method do you use to do so, and have you ever felt the need to repeat one because it means so much to you? Let’s chat in the comments! I’m curious how others go about this.

Happy Yule!!!!

With hope and much love,

Pip 😎

©Pip Miller – December 2020

books

By the Glow of a Salt Lamp

This morning I read a newsletter from Amanda Mays, and in it she included a writing prompt:

“What was the practice or ritual that sustained you through difficult times?”

What an excellent question! I love her newsletters. And her Insta account is calming and filled with what she calls “celebrating dailiness“. Check it out!

This year has been…well, there aren’t even words. To paraphrase a line from Buffy, “It sucks beyond the telling.”. SO much.

But there’s still good things, like the roadrunner who perched on a chair on the porch, staring at the screen door with look as if it was thinking, “Excuse me? Is the drive-thru window closed??”

From Dec last year

Or my cat, who disappears all summer long, every summer, except to eat; when the weather is changing she’s back to cruising the house, asking to be pet and paid attention to. Sometimes a bit too often, actually. It’s as if she needs to make up for all she missed in during the hot weather.

As for what practice that has sustained me? I had to think about it. There are a few things I do on a regular basis, but they don’t necessarily help me through this tumultuous time. They just are.

Then it hit me. Every evening my other half heads to bed at least 3 hours before I do. He’s the morning person, I’m the night owl. Somewhere along the way this year, I started to lightly massage his back while reading a book (I’ve been on an Elizabeth Hunter kick since I discovered her Elemental Mysteries series) by the light of a large Himalayan salt lamp. The orange glow is bright enough to read my old keyboard Kindle by, yet soothing enough that it doesn’t wake him. This has been the routine every night for months. So much so that when I get in bed, he automatically turns over, even if he’s not fully awake.

The massage helps him sleep, the books calm my frantic mind, and the light winds down the evening…it’s a ritual that we would both miss if it ended.

Have you come across a writing prompt lately that made you think? Comment, please!! 🙂

Much love,
Pip

©Pip Miller – September 2020

books · Journal · random

A Month of Prompts

Amanda, of MagnoliaYogaBr , sent out her first newsletter with monthly prompts in quite a few years. I’m so excited!!!

Yesterday the prompt was “Perfect Day”. And it was! Mornings have taken on a routine, starting with feeding the cat, then then dogs, and now the crows and the birds. The crows came back to the neighborhood on the 30th (timing), and they call out when they come in the mornings, waking me and starting my day.

Usually we babysit on Thursday, but didn’t yesterday, so I was able to sit outside and read…something I haven’t done almost all summer because of the heat. I’m just beginning “Shadow of Night” by Deborah Harkness, and I’m loving this series!! History, witches, vampires, daemons…it’s got it all.

Today’s prompt is “Take Steps”. Doing these prompts here is a big step. I’ve fallen out of the habit of writing, and my domain name needs to be renewed sometime this month, so responses (and clients) will give me a reading and tell me whether to keep it all or let it go.

Do you want to join along? The link to sign up for the newsletter is in Amanda’s bio!

With hope,

Pip

©Pip Miller – November 2018

ETS: I forgot to add the hashtags she uses! #cultivatewellness #writewellness

books · forks and spoons · health · Journal · social media

Calgon Isn’t Helping Anymore

Found this on Instagram:

And yeah…

So much has been going on since my last post, and every time I sit down to write, you know what stops me? SEO. Thinking that I need to write the perfect subject line for SEO. I don’t know about y’all, but it is, as she says, exhausting.

Also, really? Doctor branding?? Just help me feel better, gorramit!!

So simple things first:

Twitter. Still using it, but a bit less because the news is so overwhelming and I’m in complete despair about the direction our country is taking. It was mentioned by a coworker that every single healer he knew has been sick since last year in one way or another. I hear that. Bronchitis twice, abscessed tooth that caused my face to swell up like a grapefruit, and the kicker…I have fibromyalgia.

Yep. I’m a spoonie. And let me tell you: finding out that I have fibro explained SO much that I thought was simply attributed to stress, age, and other things. It’s both a relief and well, it’s fibro. Not much to do about it. Add in my tremors, and medication isn’t really an option. When your mom, who has been sick for 30 years, tells you, “Wow, you’re really fucked up!”, you know shit has done hit the fan. 😉

As a result of being sick so often, I was let go from my job the day before my birthday. *heavy sigh* It was a relief on one hand, because I was causing so much annoyance and disruption by missing days, and on the other hand, well, there went my income. Unemployment is…we won’t even talk about it. I do enjoy being able to pace myself as the day goes on, and I take a lot more “reading breaks”…aka sitting in the sun for hours with a good book…than I was able to before. It’s helping.

It also means I have more time to do lightwork, so that makes me happy. BTW, did you notice that I changed the look of the blog? I think it’s a bit more device-friendly now.

Tumblr. Giving it another whirl, and so far, I like it. The cool thing about Tumblr is that it seems to be a creative space, lots of authors and artists (and witches…oh my goodness, the number of witches!), and three of my favorite authors are there –  Neil Gaiman, N. K. Jemisin, and Claudia Wair (you haven’t heard of my dear friend Claudia? You will!). I’m sure there are more, but I haven’t come across them yet.

—oh, wait, I just went to copy Claudia’s link, and she’s not on Tumblr now. Here’s her website. Keep your eye on her! You can follow her on Twitter, and Instagram, and sign up for her newsletter!

All in all, I think that’s everything since last I wrote. I hope everyone is well – I’ve been bad about checking in to WP and reading blogs of late.

Much love!

©Pip Miller – March 2018

books · Journal · oasis of calm · planners · spirituality

The Filofax Itch

…and other non-Filofax thoughts.

At the end of last year I wasn’t in the position to purchase new Filofax inserts, so I picked up a planner at Walgreens. It’s about 5×7, has big pages and print…and the pages fit perfectly in my A5 Filofax Chameleon.

Every time I open the planner, I have the urge to tear all the pages out and put them in the Chameleon, but the thought of punching holes, one by one because I don’t have a hole punch that does this configuration, is exhausting. But boy, that Chameleon is calling to me! The pages are too big for my Personal Malden (unless I also cut the pages down to size), but the definitely call out to be out of their binder. Pretty as it is.

What is a body to do?? Lol

In other news, a friend sent me a link to this great post by Starhawk, which is all committing to regeneration in the face of what is going on in the US. This friend is also the only person I know who is actually sanguine about the situation, as she sees the need for the dissolution of so much that is wrong so that we can build newer and better. I see her point, but I’ll be honest, I’m still terrified.

I just watched Arwen’s Tarotscope for this week, and the affirmation she came up with, “Today I create peace” is a really wonderful one. With so much fear and stress, doing what little bit we can to create peace is very important. What ways can you do that in your world? I’m trying not to RT as many tweets about what’s going on, not to ignore it, but to honor those in my timelines who are triggered terribly by all of this. I was a bit crazy with the RTs for a while (I could, and still can NOT fathom all of this), and I had to slow down, even for me. I was giving myself anxiety, and that’s not helpful at all.

I began doing more energy healing on myself, alleviating those feelings and doing my best to bring calm and peace into my head and body. It was the only other thing I could think of! 🙂 I am happy to help anyone else who could use some of that in their life, too.

I’m trying to spend a bit less time online, and took out some great books from the library. I just finished The Dovekeepers by Alice Hoffman, and next up is The Marriage of Opposites. The Dovekeepers was amazing, and I’ll be on the lookout for it at my favorite bookstore.

How are you coping with the non-stop barrage?

Oh! Almost forgot! My friend Ronda, she of the fantastic malas, responded to a tweet of mine about trading a session for a Pussy Hat. Yes, the ones worn at the Women’s March. I received it last week and it’s so cool! It’s multiple colors for #solidarityindiversity, which is fantastic! Sadly, it’s been too warm to wear it so far. But I will!

pussyhat2

Take care all, and be kind to yourselves.

Much love,

Pip 🙂

©Pip Miller – February 2017

books · healing harmony · Journal

Comfortcrafter

Say what?

I’ll tell you! Early January I came across a cozy mystery called, “Some Like It Witchy” by Heather Blake. It’s a series about sisters who discover that they are witches – aka “Crafters” – and move to a sort of suburb of Salem, Mass, where many other Crafters live. A magical village, literally. The sisters are “wishcrafters”, meaning they can grant people’s wishes (if they are wished honestly and in a specific way), and Darcy has discovered that she has a knack for solving mysteries. In the village there are Floracrafters (good with flowers), Terracrafters (good with all plants), Ilumicrafters (bring light, both literally and figuratively), Bakecrafters, and Curecrafters (healers), etc.

©Heather Blake
©Heather Blake

At first I was all, “Hey, cool, I’m a Curecrafter!”, but then as I read along and thought about what people have told me over the years, another phrase came to mind, and I DM’d Heather on Twitter to ask if it was ok if I used the one that I thought of (don’t want to step on an author’s toes!), and she said yes. 🙂

Comfortcrafter was the phrase (you caught that, did you?), because I’ve been told that I always seem to find the right thing to say or way to help someone to feel better…I bring comfort to them. Add in the energy healing, and it just seemed to fit!

What do you think? And what type of Crafter do you think you are?

You can find me again on Instagram and Twitter, so look for the hashtag #Comfortcrafter!

©Pip Miller – February 2017

books · health · Journal · random

Dear Diary…

I’ve been introspective this week, and reading day-to-day life blogs have been my interest. Real life, no selling, more communication. And as this is my favorite blog of the 3 I have, I’m going to write that way here. More like LiveJournal, but more public.

The reason I’ve had this time is that on Friday I had foot surgery, and I have to keep my foot elevated, so there’s been a lot of downtime. And there will be more to come. I probably can’t wear a shoe for another 5 weeks or so.

my view
My view
I hateses crutches
My nemesis
Hobbitstyle
#HobbitStyle
waiting
Waiting

I had the bandages changed today, but still don’t have a real boot because my Dr. had an emergency out of state and isn’t back yet. Next week. I must say, I suck at crutches BIG TIME thanks to the tremors, and so Himself bought me a walker off Craigslist and that’s been so much easier. Not on my hands, but still, more balance. Plus, still can’t put any weight on it, so skipping along on my right foot. My right knee is very, very unhappy about this. If I ever have to do this again, I’m getting one of those scooter/trike things.

I’m sleeping a lot, which is nice, but the meds make me twitch when I am, which is weird. The first night Himself thought I was boxing in my dreams. Lol!

Oh, I’m rereading Dave Turner’s “How to Be Dead” books on my Kindle…funny stuff. And speaking of Amazon, we were, weren’t we? …I just put a bunch of Funko Pops on my wishlist. No, I don’t need them, but, again, life is short, and they’re fun, and I want them. They really need to make more girl ones, and also to finish sets; Firefly is missing Inara, Book, and Simon. Why??

So, dear diary, that’s it for today. 🙂

©Pip Miller – September 2016