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Mary Williams Civil Celebrant
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25.01.2022 A helpful and thoughtful reminder about the power of good communication skills: "Only you can make the changes, but (and) everyone in your world will benefit."
22.01.2022 Worthwhile information about improving communication skills.
19.01.2022 Various wedding celebrations
19.01.2022 Lessons in Love Languages Free Webinar for Individuals and Couples Regardless of gender or age every person has a preferred communication style with which to express and receive love. These styles are commonly known as ‘love languages’. If couples find they speak ‘a different language’ it can sometimes work against their relationship. LifeWorks is hosting two free webinars for individuals and couples wishing to understand themselves better and how certain dynamics and styl...es can build positive qualities within relationships. The webinars will be fun and engaging, while also covering the seven principles of what makes a relationship work and the four critical factors that can harm relationships. Webinar Dates Wednesday 29 July 7.30pm-8.30pm Friday 31 July 11am-12.00pm Registrations can be made through the LifeWorks website - www.lifeworks.com.au See more
18.01.2022 My niece and her husband after their wedding ceremony at Friends of Mine in Richmond
14.01.2022 Dear Brave Souls: When A Good Mother Sails From This World This goes out to GP and to all who are rowing their parents and grandparents out, or who are now in ...the midst of returning from the rowing, bent to the oars, coming back to us here on land, again, land of the living. As my father said at every funeral, holding high the glass of ruby red, Lif ez for tde lif ink. Life is for the living! May it be so for all who row. New Life. Many of you have heard my story of my adoptive mother's death and how there was a sudden realization despite a lifetime of so much with and from her, that she was now perfected. It was shocking, and yet in forthcoming days and unmistakable signs, I find it is so. Your reactions are your own, and may be as you only wish. There is no saying here, this is right way, this is wrong way. Just a view from an aerial view that may make sense never, or now, or later. Hear me now, and believe me later... as you decide. One need not have 'a good mother' in one's life's experiences in this world in order to understand that at death, it is my knowing, and many a person's knowing, that the ego and mind and body and all its tics and afflictions and agonistas, and yes, its neglects, its entrapments, and more, fall away as there is no 'there' there, any more. No ego. No brain function. Only spirit and soul soaring. I sense so strongly that soul is making the journey back to true Self. That true self is fully capable of love. And will show that to you in signs ... and sometimes in ways they never could communicate while embodied on planet Earth. This poem was written about those I witnessed in life, the mothers of many others, all the wyrrd, wonderous, completely human, often frail, often vulnerable, ever talented, belly laughing, darling, running by dead reckoning sometimes into trouble, othertimes into triumphs.... who also cared very much in different ways about their children Thereby, for all souls... WHEN A GOOD MOTHER SAILS FROM THIS WORLD When I say, ‘My mother has died’, I mean my ‘most beloved’. Leave me to myself now, for I am a ship who’s lost her riggings; suddenly come unmoored. My mother has died; She has earned her rest now, waiting only, and proudly so, for her sails to be taken down. I, the daughter, see to the mending of my mother’s sails; I seek her worn and broken threads of light, reweaving her dazzling linen. And though there be broken threads not able to be rewoven, I will gently pull the edges together and stitch one side to the other and if not able to be mended, then I will patch with parts from my own most earnest life over the places where my mother’s life was worn through, . . . or never was. Over time, the sails of the mothership will be fitted to the daughtership; raised up on the mainsail, and the final touch - the red ragged flag - hers - will be flying topmast of my ship. I’ll be let down into the waters then, I, the daughter, will glide again but this time, under the best sails inherited from my mother and all the mothers of the motherlines before her. Ay, Mother, let me tell you my treasured dearie-dear, one last thing I have learned from your spirit passing through me as sparkling shadow passes through darkening shadow, on this open night-sea journey I am learning to navigate by the mysteries of the farthest stars - the ones that the great wake of your passing has revealed to me for the very first time. ______________ CODA When A Good Mother Sails From This World, is an excerpt from a libretto called woman.life.song commissioned by a patron and poets chosen by Jessye Norman, played by the New York Symphony Orchestra and sung by selfsame great mezzo-soprano Miss Norman; musical score by Judith Weir. The libretto was written by what some have since called Las Tres Lobas: Toni Morrison, Maya Angelou, and Clarissa Pinkola Estés. We each wrote a part. I wrote about loss of the good mother. And, I wrote about the first time a girl gets her breasts. Dr. Angelou wrote about the elder years. (Imagine her huge booming voice). Dr. Morrison wrote about coming of age about first love. (Imagine such a sweet voice talking about first broken heart). Together, we debuted woman.life.song in music, song and spoken word performance at Carnegie Hall in 2000. The libretto with When A Good Mother Sails From This World and Breasts!! and all else, was performed at London’s Prince Albert Hall, and at the Salzburg Festival. The full libretto is licensed and performed by various orchestras, singers, and poets worldwide. It has an agent music company, but I can’t recall the name at the moment. I’ll try to look it up later. {back> It is Chester Music Company. What was not publicized about the performances, was that during rehearsals, when the members of the orchestra and stage hands came to When A Good Mother Sails From This World, the violinists, percussionists, horn players, wept while they played. The mother, despite all caricatures to the contrary, is root stock and water for many hearts. _________________________________________ WHEN A GOOD MOTHER SAILS FROM THIS WORLD (excerpt/ rev.) 1980, 2000, 2007, C.P. Estés, Ph.D., All Rights Reserved, is printed here at TMV, under Creative Commons License. This fulfills agreement with music licensing company. The detail excerpted in the above image, is from a painting, Mending the Sails, by the master, Joaquín Sorolla y Bastida, a Spanish painter of the 19th century who, I think, must have painted with a brush made of light. He and his sister, a year younger than he, lost both their parents when Sorolla was two years old. Their parents sickened and died, it is believed, from cholera. Sorolla had a great compassion for human beings, and his portraits are bold and empathic at the same time, more than just a trope on image alone.
05.01.2022 "Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it!" attributed to William Arthur Ward 2
05.01.2022 I was thrilled to receive this message after conducting a wedding ceremony recently: "Thank you so much for all your work and support to make our big day so special. It was everything we wanted, and was perfect."
03.01.2022 a reminder about the power of thoughtful and skilled communication
02.01.2022 busy weekend coming up - including two naming ceremonies, one of which also incorporates a celebration of family. I suspect we're all hoping for the sun to shine -but - rain of shine, indoors or outside, these celebrations will be wonderful.
