Back to school is in the air, and even those of us beyond school age are feeling some kind of anticipation and expectation. We can put some of the blame on the media and advertising that seem to begin their “back to school” campaigns the day that school gets out in June. Add to this for me the many years in the education system as a teacher, an educator and a Mom. Most of all the feelings come from the memories of all those years as a student. I am sure that this is the case for many people.
I remember clearly those last days of summer vacation. There was a rush to enjoy those last days, to work hard at being lazy; to try to do those silly fun things that you said you were going to do in the summer. There was a bit of sadness as the evenings and mornings got cooler and the chances for going to “camp”, the beach or just to play diminished. My healthy, happy-go-lucky, playful little summer self was headed for change. School, routine and fall were on their way.
What a mixture of feelings that brought! I liked school, but…!
Anticipation and expectation: What class or classes would I be in? Who would be the teacher? What will I learn? Can I work hard and do really, really well this year? Can’t wait to see all of the kids again…but will they like me? Who will I play with? I promise to be on time every day.
Anticipation, expectation … and fear! It was a lot to handle and it really threw me off balance. Those first few weeks of September were really hard.
Years later, as an educator and parent, I remembered those feelings and tried to alleviate some of them for my students and my children. I realize that going through changes and feelings like this are necessary and help to build flexible and ambitious adults. I also realize that when children and students are supported, listened to and accepted during this time of change they learn more than just being flexible and ambitious. They learn how to be healthy and happy with themselves and where they are moving to in their life.

For me, I decided to use this ingrained feeling of anticipation and expectation. I take this time to stock up on books, pens, paints, office and school supplies (great prices at this time of year!) I rearrange/organize my desk, office space, work areas. I consider which creative ideas I am ready to pursue (and which ones from the past that I choose to finish or give up!) I listen to my inner voice and get ideas for classes and workshops to give as an educator and guide, and to take for my personal benefit. It is the beginning of the New Year for my education that never stops, my blossoming creativity, and above all my ever-opening intuition.
©Linda Zeppa

Afraid of the Dark????

Afraid of the Dark????

Each month there is a phase in the cycle of the moon that is called “The Dark of the Moon”. It is the period of time, usually about three days, before the small crescent of a new moon begins. There is no solar reflection leaving the moon face and the night sky in darkness. We all go through times when we fear the dark; and many people always fear the dark. Here are my thoughts.
There are dark times
For without them, how would we know the light?
There is beauty in the dark.
It makes one feel silent, contemplative, the joy of going within
Seeking the knowing that is there
Gradually shedding light.
Know the beauty of the dark.
Accept the silence and knowing.
Move to the light and awareness.
Yet seek again the silent contemplation and peace of the dark.
Take time each month during the dark of the moon to rest, meditate, contemplate, renew. Be ready to set intentions to begin again with the new moon.


Stuck in traffic? Find a Rest Stop!

I was listening to the traffic and wondering where everyone was going.
To work, to school, to the store, to the bank,
for a ride, to a game, downtown, uptown,
for a visit, to an appointment, to pick up the kids, to drop them off,
to meet a friend, for coffee, for tea, for a drink, dancing,
over there, back home, to market to market,
to the mountains, to the beach, across the bridge, up north, down south,
to see the world,
over the rainbow,
follow the road,
follow your heart.
Ahhhhhh…time to find a rest area.
If the journey is as important as the destination, then traffic is an important place to be and I guess I must accept the noise…but never forget the value of the rest stops!

It is always different. I love doing this!

I am often asked what it is that I do (besides writing intuitively myself). Here is an explanation, as written on my website
“My goal is to guide and allow others the opportunity to use their own inherent intuition and abilities to begin, or move forward on, their paths. Writing and Creating from our intuition – and allowing ourselves time for this – is a great experience. It is insightful, healing, inspirational, resourceful and sometimes even practical. Spelling, grammar and mistakes are not a part of this … and somehow, fun and humor become a part. Please note that this is for all…not just for writers.”
It is a pleasure to offer such wonderful and insightful experiences. It is always different. I love doing this!
Below is the workshop this weekend. Join me and experience it for yourself.

A nurturing time for the Intuitive within us all
Insightful conversation, Meditation
Time for writing, creating, developing your intuition
When: The second Sunday of the Month (July 8, 2012) 2-4PM
Where: MargaretM Center for Intuitive Arts, Issaquah, WA
Cost: $20
Facilitator: Linda Zeppa For further information or to register: email or call 425 766-1670.

If you can’t make it on Sunday, check out the workshop that I will be doing with Deborah Drake on Sunday July 15: Intuitive Writing…Authentically. Information at ont the Classes and Events page.
Always remember to nurture your wonderful intuitive self!


“Trust yourself. You know more than you think you do.” Dr. Spock

They are just words…groups of letters put together to form a thing, a person, a place, an action, a description. A word by itself may be as simple as a spot on a page. Yet combined with other words, spoken into the air around or written/typed can be powerful beyond belief.
The big word for me lately has been trust. I was working with someone recently who said “Well that’s what I am hoping.” Out of my mouth came the words, “No you must stop hoping for it to happen, and trust that it will happen.”
So what is the difference?
The Merriam-Webster dictionary ( defines hope as “to cherish a desire with anticipation”. By cherishing this desire, we hold on to it. It goes along with wishes and dreams, and becomes something that might happen…if we are lucky.
Trust, in the same dictionary is defined as “assured reliance on the character, ability, strength or truth of someone or something”. By trusting, we are letting go and allowing something or someone else to bring it forward. There is a faith, a knowing, not that it might happen, but that it will happen.
From past experiences, I have found that hoping took a lot of energy. It was always with me, like a please, please, please feeling in the pit of my stomach. Trusting, on the other hand, allows me to detach, let go and attempt to feel nothing while the process unfolds.
Is it OK to have hopes, wishes and dreams? You bet it is! But it is even better to allow trust to take over and let them flow into our lives when and if they are meant to be.
Hard to do…but a lot easier on the old stomach!

“Life is an onion and one peels it crying.” French Proverb

“Live est un oignon et un peeling en pleurant.” Proverbe français

“Life is an onion and one peels it crying.” French Proverb

This proverb jumped out at me again today. My onion is definitely peeling! When I am sad, I cry. When I am mad, I cry. When I am lonely, I sometimes cry. When I sense someone else’s dis-ease, I cry. When I am really happy about something, I cry. When I find something really funny, I laugh til I am crying. And sometimes…I don’t know why…but I just cry. It is a good thing that I am living by myself these days, because my onion is definitely peeling.

I used to be so stoic. Iiti did not want to waste time crying. I just did something to get over the sensation and moved away from it. I kept myself busy. I believed that it made me strong! It took a lot to get me to cry…and heaven forbid if someone happened to see me cry! I realize now that I was stuffing a lot inside of me. My onion was growing, and the outer peels got pretty tough.

It took a long time and a lot of self-study to feel OK with shedding a tear or two…or two thousand. I decided that if three-quarters of the world is water, and two-thirds of the human body is water, it is just fine to let go of a bit of mine. A total release occurs: physical, emotional, spiritual. It might not change a situation, but something about my perception of the situation changes. It just makes me feel different. Sometimes that different may only be exhausted and re-eyed, but that’s OK. It leads to a good sleep, and things always seem brighter after a good sleep.

Of course, I still prefer to do my crying alone (or as the old song says “in the rain”) so no one can see. Most of the time I choose an appropriate time and place for it. But I have stopped stuffing it down and keeping it deep and tight inside. Crying is a necessity: a natural part of our development in this life.

I am sure that this time of crying a lot will pass, as I move forward on my path. I also am sure that there will be more times of tears. I am OK with that, and accept it in others. And if the urge to cry is there and the tears just don’t come…I will just peel some onions.

© Linda Zeppa
This blog is a version of a post from August 2011. Venus, retrograde and transiting in all of its glory, is working its magic on me. I am sure that I am not alone, as we are guided to use our emotions, creativity and intuition to release and gently move forward, setting up for a peaceful revolution.

Scary…out of comfort zone…

My philosophy as an educator and parent has always been this: “Don’t be a sage on the stage. Be a guide on the side.”

So now as a writer, author, and educator with my own business, I am in a quandary. My book “The Red Glass Ball” is published and ready to be out there. The hardest part is getting it out there – marketing. How do I get it out there without being full of myself or seeming like I am full of myself? I am a person who does not like to be on the stage. I hang back and think that if someone needs/wants me, they will find me. I can put myself out there in small doses. But with a book published, the knowledge that what I do can help others, and the need to manifest, I have to put myself out there. Eeeewwwwwww! Scary! Totally out of my comfort zone.

Is it possible to be a guide on the stage and a sage on the side? Stay tuned…

The actual hand-held book The Red Glass Ball: Touching Lives Through History is available now in select book stores in the Seattle area and on Amazon. It will be available elsewhere and in other formats soon.


Do the Locomotion!

I was a substitute teacher in a first grade classroom last week for a few days. I have been in this classroom several times this year. As with most groups of six and seven year olds, this group is full- twenty individual whirling balls of energy quick to speak out, complain, state their case and move at their own pace, be it fast or slow.

It is always a struggle at the end of the day to get kids to clean up the classroom, pack up their things and be ready to leave on time (especially for those darn buses). Here is my trick. I put fun music on and challenge them. How many songs will it take to be done and ready to leave? I suggest that they can do it in one song, but one and a half is the usual. Then we have time before they rush out the door for a game or a story.

On this particular day, I put on the song “Locomotion” and they headed off to get things done. There was a happy buzz in the room. One has to accept noise when kids are dancing around getting things done quickly. One little guy, usually pokey and rather glum, joined me at the front of the room before Locomotion was over. “I love this song!” he gushed as his little body swayed and moved around me. Being the skeptical teacher, I glanced over at his table. His place was spotless, organized and his backpack was neatly placed under the table as requested. When the song was over, most of the kids had joined us. “Do it again!” they begged excitedly. So I put Locomotion on again and the dancing resumed. Four of the girls made a train, then a few of the boys joined on. I took the hands of the girl at the front and started moving them around the room. Before I knew it, every child in the room was part of the train, dancing individually yet moving together as one long co-operative train. It was very noisy, but I recognized that it was a busy involved noise and resisted the adult urge to tone it down. Towards the end of the song, I led them into one big circle at the front of the room. When the song was over, they all sat quietly with beautiful little smiles where they had stopped at the end of the song looking up at me expectantly. It was almost silent in the room. They were ready to play my “Silent Ball” game…and they were ready to be out the door on time!

The experience blew me away; I had forgotten how much there is to learn from children and how good it feels to allow ourselves some freedom. We cannot constantly be in a quiet subdued serious space. There are times when the need to move and sing and rock and roll just must to take over. Allow it…then the quiet times are much more appreciated and effective. Experiences like this are so needed in our classrooms today…and

Developing the Intuitive You

If you are in the Seattle area, take a short beautiful drive in the country and join me for this workshop. It is always fun, inspirational and promotes wonderful writing and creativitiy.

A nurturing time for the Intuitive within us all

Insightful conversation, Meditation
Time for writing, creating, developing your intuition

When: The Second Sunday of the Month (April 15, 2012) 2-4 PM
Where: Center for Intuitive Arts, (located at the corner of Issaquah-Hobart
Road and Cedar Grove Road, Issaquah WA)
Cost $20
Facilitator: Linda Zeppa
For further information or to register: email
or go to


I find the use of words in the English language amusing, entertaining and unusual. I am thinking specifically now about the time of year that we are in. Notice that we spring into summer, and fall into winter. What pictures do these words paint for you? For spring I see myself taking giant leaps and bounces, in the sun of course, through a field of flowers going somewhere. For fall I see myself flopping down on a big fluffy bed and heading for a long winter’s nap. Both words, in these terms, indicate preparing or moving on towards something or somewhere else. One moves us outward; the other moves us inward. Are the words perfect for the seasons, or are they responsible for leading us to believe something about the seasons?

There is so much more to these two words. We do not necessarily need to wait for their respective seasons. We can spring forward at any time, not just when they tell us to change our clocks. That tight inner spring can be released at any time, allowing us to bounce and jump where we want, when we want. Exhilarating…like the cool fresh water from a bubbling spring.
Fall does not necessarily have to have a negative connotation or be tied to being hurt. It also means to come down. It’s OK to take a fall. It gives us time to rest, recuperate and rejuvenate… so that we can again spring to new heights.
Don’t fall for the expected. Take time to fall into peaceful rest. Put some spring in your step when you feel the urge, no matter what the weather. Be aware that spring fever can hit at any time.