A New Language for the New Year

A New Language for the New Year – We’re over the hump of winter: we’ve survived the Mayan end of time and the days are getting longer since the solstice. Now is the time for resolutions and implementing the changes you’d like to make in your life, and maybe in your world. As we start this brave new year, I am reminded of the T. S. Eliot quote, “For last year’s words belong to last year’s language, and next year’s words await another voice.”

I’m imagining that this could be a pretty good year for new words and a new language. The Presidential elections are over and that eliminates a lot of the nasty words right off the bat. “Fiscal Cliff” is so last year, and the world has not ended (again) because a bipartisan agreement has been reached to avoid it. What if the word “civility” makes a comeback this year and, while we’re at it, could this be the year that “gay marriage” just becomes “marriage”?

Let’s think really big: how about instead of “Meatless Mondays” we eat veggies 6 days a week and then have the occasional “Carnivore Night Out”? What if we demand new words such as GMO labeling on our food and then we can choose whether or not to boycott those items? Maybe let’s change the language of the National Park Service and instead call those areas “National Sacred Spaces” — then we can decide whether we’re allowing drilling, hunting, or ATV riding there. Hey, let’s shoot for the stars: could this be the year we get to say “high performance green car”? Sigh…. A girl can hope.


December 21st, 2012 – The End is The Beginning

| by Cheryl Shainmark

Ok, I have to confess that I’ve been looking forward to December 21, 2012 for several years now, at least 35 or more, which is when I first read about the Mayans in some New-Age-y “This is the Dawning of the Age of Aquarious” kind of book in the 70’s. As a teen and for several years afterward I had nihilistic visions of all the mean, polluting, cheating, liar-liars that I knew suddenly vanishing in some rapture-like shift of vibrations...

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On The Road Again

| by Cheryl Shainmark

“On the road again, I just can’t wait to get on the road again…” I have been singing this song to myself for a few weeks and scratching the days off on the calendar, in anticipation of a cross country car trip that starts shortly…. As I prepare for this adventure I find myself musing about other road trips I have taken, what has stayed the same and what’s changed.

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Namaste To My Grandson, Owen

| by Cheryl Shainmark

A couple of years ago when my daughter-in-law, Michelle, was pregnant with our first grandchild, I wondered, “Will I recognize this incoming soul? Have we met each other and known each other before this life?” Having spent years as a hypnotherapist working with altered states, both for myself and for others, I was accustomed to seeing family, friends, and acquaintances in different guises and across a startling spectrum of possible other lives, dimensions, times, and more.

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Recognizing a Liminal Moment

| by Cheryl Shainmark

Liminal moments can be sublime, or transcendental. If you’ve ever experienced the beauty and mystery of a synchronicity, and felt that momentary pause and a sense of glimpsing something bigger, then you’ve had a liminal moment.

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