Interdependent Day Is Us

Interdependent Day Is Us

When I wrote and created this book in 1997 it was my statement of self liberation. Liberation from conformity, hiding, resisting my purpose, my sexuality,
my perceived flaws, faults and all the ways I was wonderfull that I couldn’t really see or accept.

My “family of choice” became my friends and my readers as I continued my path of self healing and discovery.
I wrote these words in Succulent Wild Woman;

“I believe that these circles of women around us weave invisible nets of love that carry us when we’re weak and sing with us when we’re strong. Let’s lean back and let the arms of women’s friendships carry us and help us to know ourselves better, and live our lives together.”

And of course it’s not only women that weave these nets of love, it’s all of us.

I am moved to highlight
INTER-dependence more than independence just now.

Independence is so highly valued that people feel “needy” when they need each other, and don’t ask for help or support from others because they fear they don’t deserve it, or will be judged for being needy- that they should “get it together” and not need anything.

This is ridiculous and also understandable. We are educated to be self sufficient, and rewarded for independence. It isn’t that independence is bad, it just leaves out so much of our lives and stories. We are created to need and love each other, and as the author Henry Miller said, to “cluster together like stars.”

Let’s start rewarding interdependence and celebrate the ways we support and are there for ourselves and others.

Who’s with me?

Love, 

SARK

 

WHY it’s important 🖍

WHY it’s important 🖍

I’ve always chosen to write about my personal life because it’s important to me that others can know they’re not the only ones experiencing challenges, and that they’re not alone. I believe that we can gain significant strength by being compassionately witnessed and by witnessing others.

 

It is important to me to continue to share about the challenges in my life as well as the many successes and marvelous things. 

 

And so, I’ve shared in all my books and in many posts about the incest in my family and being molested as a child, my various previous self destructive behaviors and mental health challenges, including living and functioning with ongoing experiences of anxiety, a mid life attempt at suicide, my early and for many decades avoidance of my purpose, experiences with poverty, addictions and despair in all forms.

 

All of this has shaped me and taught me how to actually be myself- no matter what. And I continue to learn and grow. I choose to alchemize and blend the terrible and wonderfull things into a brand new healing mixture.

 

I first wrote about my sexuality and being bisexual in my book Succulent Wild Woman, which was published in 1997. 

I mostly felt profoundly welcomed and embraced by my readers, and being seen for who I feel I really am- and it awakened a light in me that has never gone out. 

It felt and feels so liberating to be able to share the whole me, and not just a part, or parts of me.

 

Thank you for being a reader and supporter of my life and work, and a rainbow soul in this world.

 

Because I now live with and love a wonderfull man, people assume that my identity is heterosexual, which I understand. It can be tempting to categorize people and try to minimize their complexities.

 

It is important to me that every person on this earth be able to locate and live their true identities and be who they truly are.

 

I believe that we are constellations of miracles, created whole and made to live that way, and helping others to live that way too as much as we can.

 

What could be more important than that?

 

Happy Pride and every rainbow to every soul. David took this marvelous rainbow photo of me in my pajamas:-)

 

Love, 

SARK (Susan Ariel 🌈 Kennedy)

p.s. I create on Instagram too and you are most heartfully invited to connect with me there at 

https://www.instagram.com/SARKifyLife/

 

 

SARK’s Dad As The Artist!

SARK’s Dad As The Artist!

I’d written my first book at age 10, and then fell creatively silent as I lived the rest of my life.

When I was about 20, I had accumulated a big stack of journals I’d written and was trying to get the courage to write something from them to share with the world.

I decided to ask my dad what he thought about my being a writer.

He put down the paper he was reading and listened to me share my big writing dreams. He then rather sarcastically said,

“Dream on, kid!” And went back to reading his paper.

I got really angry and loudly proclaimed,
“I will! You’ll see! I’m going to write books for the world.”

Many years later after I’d gotten my first big book deal, my dad said,
“Well, you did it! We always knew you could.”

I said,
“Actually dad, you didn’t know that I could and you sarcastically told me to “Dream on, kid!” As though you didn’t think it would ever work.”

He pondered my statement and replied,
“Well, you did dream on, didn’t you?
And, I’m glad you didn’t listen to me!”

For the rest of his life, he told anyone who would listen,
“Don’t do what I did- I didn’t support my daughter being a writer- in fact I blocked it by saying sarcastic things and she did it anyway. Be supportive of your kids’ dreams, even if you don’t understand them!”

I loved that he changed his view and became one of my biggest supporters.
I knew my dad loved me, and I knew he was just scared that my proposed life as a writer wouldn’t likely produce the results he wanted me to have. And strangely his sarcastic statement propelled me forward almost in opposition to what he had said.
In fact, when I removed the sarcasm, it became an inspiration!

He was so inspired when I became SARK and excited when I wrote more books and began traveling all over the world speaking about dreams and how they grow. After a challenging health diagnosis and before he died, he had started coloring mandalas to relax, and signed them Art by Art, because he loved that I signed my art Art by SARK. His name was Art;-)

The photo is of 4 of his mandalas. It’s a little hard to decipher the “Art by Art” but it’s there in the lower right corners. He was also color blind, and always asked me what I thought of his color combinations.

I always encouraged him.

I’ll love you forever dad!
Happy infinite Father’s Day, and here’s to all the fathers supporting their kids’ creative dreams. And to all the father figures, grandfathers and uncles who do that too. Let’s all remember that Dads have mighty encouragement POWER.

Love,

SARK

p.s. I’m mightily encouraging writers in my brand new program called: SARK’s Writing Salon: Soul-full Support to Accelerate Your Writing Results and your invitation is RIGHT HERE. 

What’s Your Nourishing Path?

What’s Your Nourishing Path?

I was recently happily wandering through this gorgeous grove of redwood trees with David and he took this photo of me walking on the path that I chose.

 While there, it struck me that there were multiple paths, and I chose this one. It felt like the most nourishing option.

Sometimes I try to do things in my life in less nourishing ways. I struggle and fight for a path that isn’t there, or I resist the actual path that is there.

 I’ve learned that when I can focus on and choose a nourishing path for myself, it usually turns out much better.

Or, I can turn something that isn’t usually thought of as nourishing, into something that is. I do this with all sorts of things, like doctor’s appointments or organizing projects or whatever else I’m busily trying to resist doing.

 And often I’ll create an unexpected sweetness to reward myself after doing something I didn’t necessarily feel like doing. And these unexpected sweetnesses are not sugar- rather they are the things that most nourish my soul.

 Asking myself this simple question; “What’s my nourishing path?” helps me to refocus, reset, or invent something new to help whatever it is become more nourishing.

 I do this with my writing and creating too- I create new paths of possibilities.

 How about you? 

What’s your nourishing path? 

And how are you choosing and inventing it? Let me know.

 Love, 

SARK

p.s. I’m teaching a NEW FREE mini class on FB Live (I call it Lively;-) on Wed/9th June @ 2pm Pacific and you’re invited! It’s all about delightFULLy creating nourishing ways to write and create what you dream of. 

Go HERE to register and you’ll receive a reminder and a radiant rePLAY if you can’t be there live.

Love Is Effervescently New

Love Is Effervescently New

Today is our 3 year anniversary, and this is a photo of David and I teaching together in the graduating class of a membership called Succulent Wild World. It was the last class of a wonderfull 4 year program and membership that I led.

For me, it captures our love vibration perfectly. Thank you Linda Kroll for the photo. And thank you to every graduating member of this membership, and every reader of my Magic Blog- AND, we’re creating something new, to which you will all be invited.

This was at the end of class, and I was swooning with my eyes closed over something one of the members had said, or perhaps something David said- it all blends together with remarkable souls.

David taught a segment called “Signs of Love” where he uses signs that he makes and puts up, to reorient his thinking and his actions. It’s extremely effective.

One of his signs I’ve worked with is

“I Love Letting Go.”

David first created this sign when his kids were moving out of the house, and he didn’t want them to go.

So he made and put up that sign to see if he could practice loving letting go. It didn’t mean he liked it- he didn’t- but could he learn to love it? And with lots of practice, he eventually did.

As I started practicing with this message, all I could see were examples of my not loving letting go. David said that he saw lots of examples of my loving letting go, and gave examples. I hadn’t seen it that way- I would have told you that I disliked letting go, and cling onto everything to try to avoid letting go.

But I hadn’t seen it through the eyes of love- and that everything I’ve let go of is because of love- and to make room for the new, and for more love. It’s like practicing fast magic 😉

You may know that I created words to support this:

“The opposite of old is not young.

The opposite of old is new.

As long as we can experience the new, we will gloriously inhabit all of the ages that we are, and welcome all of the dreams that we have”

What are you practicing, or can you practice, loving letting go of? What’s NEW in your life?

Let me know. I’m practicing every day.

 

Love,

SARK

p.s. I also share fast magic over on Instagram, and I invite you to join me THERE~

Glory In The Garden + Let’s Speak More Easily and Often About Feeling Sad

Glory In The Garden + Let’s Speak More Easily and Often About Feeling Sad

I’d been feeling sad, and then saw these glorious plants and flowers and just wanted to simultaneously eat them and shout about their glory. So I ran over to show them my love, and David took the photo.

Sometimes when I feel sad or melancholy, nature is the only comfort. It’s my form of holy communion.

Recently I’ve written more often about feeling sad or upset and some people have written to express concern that I’m “not as happy as usual.” Of course I know they’re just concerned and want me to be feeling good as much as possible.

But it always surprises me when people question how happy I am- I’ve written 18 books about my beliefs and practices about practicing feeling all the feelings in my emotional family– which of course includes the less popular feelings like despair, anger, rage, melancholy, frustration and sadness.

I’ve also written weekly in this Magic Blog for years about the same subjects.

I know that projections (it must be easier for SARK) can be strong- and because I write in bright colors and often about happy things, that I’m this super positive happy person ALL THE TIME.

And of course I’m not and wouldn’t want to be!

Because when we try to block or not feel any feeling, it pops up or bulges out somewhere else for our love and attention, and blocks us feeling our other feelings too.

I also deliberately write and express about my less popular feelings because I know that everyone experiences these kinds of feelings, and I want us to collectively speak more easily and often about what hurts as much as what helps.

I believe that when we do this, we can alchemize and blend the terrible and wonderful into a brand new mixture to use for healing, and help each other more too.

Thankfully it’s happening more and more that we can be well received when we share our “actual experience” instead of the airbrushed version.

And do know and trust that when I write about any of my feelings, I’ve already moved or am moving to new ones by the time you read about it.

So let’s practice speaking more easily and often about sadness and about all our feelings- after all, they are e-motions- made to be in motion.

Do you relate to what I’m saying? Let me know. Comment below and I’ll love to know your experience.

Love,

SARK

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Happy Other’s Day, in addition to Mother’s Day

Happy Other’s Day, in addition to Mother’s Day

Loving is the whole point of course. 

And this is especially for everyone who isn’t a mother of physical children. For everyone who wanted to be, but didn’t or couldn’t. Or wanted to want to, but just didn’t.

For everyone who never wanted to be, but sometimes wishes there was a holiday for them too. For everyone OTHER than and in addition to, all the wonder~full mothers

For everyone who helps mothers mother, and everyone who is behind the scenes for all the mothers and the children, and those that love them. For all the great-grandparents, grandparents, godmothers, aunts and uncles and all the mothering with animals too

And for all who have lost a mother or never had one. 

So here’s to a new holiday I’m calling Other’s Day, and of course it fits for Mothers too, because they are not only mothers mothering. 

And here’s to the never mothers who relish the idea of being an other

and the others of EVERY description who didn’t fit in, or didn’t, or still don’t- play a role that everyone could see or understand. 

Here’s to all of us unique, illuminated, astounding human BEANS, bouncing along and BEAMING our love, no matter what day it is, or what it’s called.

The greeting of “Happy Other’s Day” makes me smile, so of course I wanted to share it, and my

love,

SARK

When Nothing Works

When Nothing Works

The other day I was in a really bad mood.

I’d gotten some challenging news, I’d tripped on something, I’d realized that a long standing puzzle that I thought had been solved actually wasn’t, and I felt quite hopeless.

So I went for a miracle walk.

I started going on miracle walks many years ago when I lived outside of the money system on barter and trade. I’d walk out with my palms up and say, 

“Miracle, find me now.” 

And then I would walk until I saw or experienced a miracle.

On this day, I walked around the corner and saw these polka dotted people on a bench, and just stopped in astonishment at the miracle of their attire. Of course I thanked them voluminously for appearing before me.

 Seeing them reminded me that even though it felt like nothing was working, miracles were. 

 And it wasn’t their polka dots that changed me, it was my mood and attitude that got adjusted because of seeing them. 

 Sometimes I add words or descriptions to my miracle walking, saying things like;

“Miracle mood find me now,” 

“Miracle person find me now,” 

“Miracle money find me now.”

 I practice tuning my vision to see miracles tiny or large, everywhere I go. Sometimes they’re not as obvious as polka dotted people 😉 but they’re always there.

 I believe that miracles love to be asked for, and multiply when we do. And, you can ask badly and it still works.

Wishing you many more miracles and the willingness to see and experience them. 

Love,

SARK

p.s. I experienced the miracle of being interviewed by the illuminated Lee Harris. He is a miracle awakener in this world and you can listen right HERE. 

We talk about creative dreams made REAL, loss and love, and how we are ALL artists and creatives.

60 Is The New Sexy

60 Is The New Sexy

I invite you to join me in celebrating my beloved David’s 60 years on this planet on this day of April 28, 2021.

After this date wishes are welcome too!

And if you’d like to add any life wisdom you’ve gleaned, please do. Favorite quotes or good books to read appreciated also.

This is a favorite photo David sent me shortly after we met on the phone almost 3 years ago, when he received one of my blankets as a gift from me and a love note I’d tucked in. I love him and his open beaming face and spirit.

To celebrate his 60 years, I could easily focus on all his successes in life: more than 25 years as a Hollywood movie producer and screenwriter, and all that it produced, his two loving and successfull grown children, his loving relationship with his family, his willingness to do deep psychological work and cry easily, his being a man of faith, spiritually rebuilding his life after divorce and marrying himself before he had ever heard of SARK!

This man is truly loving the world and we practice doing that together. As much as we are partners and lovers, we are joyfull creators of the NEW.

I’ll be so incredibly glad to share with you what we’re creating together- of course I want to just burst in and start exclaiming about all the exciting things- and I must wait until they ripen and ready.

I asked his Dad what he loves about David, and he said,

“David is the most thoughtfull man I’ve ever met.”

What could be better than that?

Happy happy happiest birth?day my darling most beloved David.

Welcome to Level Six. (I like describing age in “levels.”)

You illuminate my soul every day and re-mind me to embody the gifts that I’ve been given. You help me to breathe through the obstacles and fears, inhale the ecstasy, and then share the integrated version of that.

Thank you for loving me so fully in my succulent wild woman self.

Thank you for being present for it ALL- the marvelous messy middle in all of its forms, and for the terrible things that happen.

Thank you for occupying your shadows and being willing to work through the difficult patterns that arise, and keep working- in therapy and in life.

Thank you for asking for, and allowing all the miracles.

Thank you for being so sexy and so real.

Thank you for lifting up all the souls you can reach with your prayers in action and your creativity in expression.

Thank you for being a gifted teacher and creator.

Thank you for BEing.

Love,

SARK

How To Be A Happy Writer

How To Be A Happy Writer

As we know, the living of life does not always feel happy, and there are countless reasons. 

I believe and practice with the idea that happiness can be cultivated in the marvelous messy middle places where most of the living of life takes place. 

My mom always said, “it’s not always marvelous!” When I would talk with her about the messy middle. 

And of course it isn’t, and doesn’t always feel, marvelous. 

I put marvelous in there to befriend messy. 

My life is so messy and so marvelous, and I’m sure yours is too. To live as fully as possible, I write, create and express my creativity. 

I’ve been writing for most of my life and publishing since 1990. 

Millions of my books have flown around the world to touch other hearts, and all those hearts have inspired me, and continue to inspire me, as I write and create my next book. 

I write and share my Magic Blog every week, and love all of your comments and supportive words. 

I love inspiring and mentoring other writers to write, and I know that 

“Every time you write, something valuable will occur.” 

Thank you to everyone who applied to my Magical Mentoring program – private 1 to 1 mentoring with me. We filled that up to overflow last week, and I have some other exciting ideas to support the writers and creators in my community. 

Come and write with me on Fri/26! At 1pm Pacific on FB Live(ly). I’ll be teaching and sharing about the wonders of writing, and some ways to begin, continue and complete your writing. 

Register HERE and you’ll receive the recording, plus a serendipitous SARK surprise if you can’t be there live.

Love,

SARK

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