ABOUT MOLLY

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Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, 
are heading home again. 
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, 
the world offers itself to your imagination, 
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting–
over and over announcing your place 
in the family of things.

                                  ~ Mary Oliver – Wild Geese

 

Wrapped in fabrics of poems, of twigs and grasses, of stories, of mystery, I stand in this doorway with mud on my toes and a basket of bones and tools, inviting you to step over.  Like the birds in Hansel and Gretel, I am tracking the trail of crumbs, the shimmering nuggets the wandering ones drop.  Like pilgrim weeds on troubled land, I come hoping to help begin the process of restoration. Or like the tailor gathering up the loose ends so there are no entanglements or distractions from the fabric’s beauty.  I am here to hold a lantern, a light on the path.  Here to invite your voice in the dark or the light, to offer a yes or a foothold or “a soft and sturdy home in which real things can land.” (Mark Nepo, from poem, Yes We Can Talk)

Retired now from the professional world, my skills gained in that world now re-weave themselves into a life serving offering outside the lens of pathology.  My professional history: Apprentice with Animas Valley Institute as a Soul-Oriented Professional and in SoulCraft Leadership.  Private Practice:  Clinical Social Worker specializing in the treatment of trauma, attachment, and recovering internal resources.  Other studies were in the right use of power and in communication without violence.  Heart opening and skill building experiences came early on from working with the homeless and the addicted.

Immersing myself in poetry has been a tremendous vehicle for my own voice, claiming my own place in this world, and has offered me a beautiful way through heart-breaking into opening.  I bow to Kim Rosen, my teacher and guide, whose wisdom, skill, and heart open the windows of many souls and guided me back to the strength of my own voice and place in the family of things.