Creative Alliance #10: Good Soul Vibrations



What do you say when it’s time to make a change?


If you’re lucky you don’t say anything. You just do the thing you’re supposed to do and stop doing the thing you’re not. Again and again, until new habits are born, stick, and stay. There’s no hemming and hawing, kicking or screaming, clinging and clanging. But if you’re me, you resist. Stay in the slow lane. Take the same road. Fall in the same potholes. Something sort of like, “Hey look! There’s a crossroads! Well would you look at the time? Gotta turn around and go back the way I came!”


The House


The Creative Alliance “house” in Ojai, CA.


Then what if there’s something you’ve known all along? A truth I suppose you’d say. Something firm and strong and convictious in your soul. Something you know but ignore, let die, or worse, forget?


There’s darkness, then.


Again, if you’re lucky, people come into your life, little slices of magic that stand at your crossroads and beckon you forward. Beautiful swaths of light that illuminate what you need brightened, polish what’s become rough, make you remember.


One of those people is my husband. He’s been waiting for me at the crossroads a long time.


More of those people I spent time with this weekend. Good forgotten friends, new lifelong friends, struggling and strong friends. All on roads of their own, but letting me thumb a ride to a safe place.


Heather of the EO, Me, Ellie. All wearing Ellie's jewelry. FYI.


Heather, Me, Ellie.


This is a circuitous way to describe Creative Alliance, a retreat-conference-spiritual awakening I attended last weekend.


If I had to tell you in a few short sentences what the past few days meant to me, I guess I could say that it’s about remembering who you are and who you told yourself you would become, and then standing confidently on the platform of it all. Without apology.


Of course there were talks about writing and aligning and branding (should you choose); and there were speeches and conversations and suggestions. But through it all, through it all, the threads were passion and authenticity. Becomes sometimes we forget.



What do you say when you sit on a a seat carved into a hillside, watching writers read their words just feet in front of you with nothing but them and you and the words. A stool. Some lights. And a lightly falling rain that looked for all the world like a million falling stars?


What do you say?


What do you say when you are called upon to read your words; words you’ve written in a fit of passion and sadness and grief; words you’ve never spoken aloud; words you didn’t think you ever could?


You stand in front of the crossroads is what you do. You take deep breaths. You let the tears come forth and part. You let your legs shake. Your mouth mumble, your soul crack. And you do it, you do it.


So what do you say.


You don’t. You just are, there in the half-light; absorbing and beckoning.


Watching the stardust fall.


(Thanks to Lee — a major light beckoner — and the love force behind Creative Alliance; and to Ann for the amazing Listen to Your Mother concept and for general amazingness; and to Ellie and to Heather and to Smacksy, for reasons of being at the crossroads; and to Jessica, who is light even though she doesn’t always think so; and to my weekend bedmate, who offered a supportive ear, clarity of vision — and toothpaste.)


19 Responses to “Creative Alliance #10: Good Soul Vibrations”

  1. Natalie says:

    Oh, I wish I could have gone – but my upcoming China trip got in the way. I’ve been needing clarity, this post helped me find where to get it.

  2. La Jolla Mom says:

    Amen. And you were brilliant reading your piece. Did I tell you that? Amazing.

  3. Jack says:

    It sounds awesome. I am biased because I have spent large chunks of time in Ojai- I think that there is magic in the hills.

  4. Ellie says:

    Okay, I’m crying. In a good way.

    Lisa (smacksy) said this to me once, and I carry it with me in my heart. I say it to you now, too, because it’s so damn true:

    You are a shiny-lit-from-within miracle.

    And, OH how I adored this:

    “’s about remembering who you are and who you told yourself you would become, and then standing confidently on the platform of it all. Without apology.”

    Listening to you read your breathtaking piece at Listen To Your Mother I was overcome; your strength, courage and grace were shining through.

    So grateful to have met you. Thank you for your gorgeous words.


  5. Oh man you make me so sad I wasn’t there. It is definitely something I need in my life. I hope there will be another and that I’ll be in the position to go. I guess what I get from my longing to be there is that I’m not yet ready to step across the crossroads, but I will be soon. Thank you for sharing.

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  7. Romy says:

    OMG your gift with words amazes me, thank you for sharing this. I couldn’t have said it better myself. Absolutely loved it! xo Romy

  8. Danielle Smith says:

    You captured the emotion and essence of the weekend so beautifully… And your words? Shared under those softly falling stars? They were small slices of heaven. It was just a joy to see you again. Can’t wait to hug you again! Xoxo

  9. We are waving you on to the road less taken. We’re there, a solid, huggy bunch of us, loving you already.


  10. I’m glad you came out revived!

  11. Ann's Rants says:


    This is so beautiful. I love the way you told this.

    Also crying because I should try writing coherently on my blog from time to time ;)

    I loved meeting you and wish we could meet in the crossroads for coffee.


  12. Rima says:

    You did it! I’m so glad.

  13. theresa says:

    I am so beyond sad I couldn’t be there!!!!

  14. I’m glad you were able to go. I think it’s where you were supposed to be.

  15. I love this so much I can’t even stand it.

    Beautiful. Like you. I love you, lady.

  16. Kendra says:

    So lovely, Deb. I saw the weekend all over again, in a whole new way, and it just got better.

  17. Karen Duggan says:

    You are pure talent — well, talent and beauty. And humor. And deep. Okay, you are so many things — among them a VERY talented writer, storyteller, truthsayer. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself with your reading and again with your writing. xox

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