FTC in-btwn #15: Sacred Motions and Rebel Metronomes

What do metronomes, circles, and chemical reactions have to do with the new year? Find out in this 5-minute episode where anxiety meets purpose, and the sacred takes center stage.

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FTC  in-btwn #15: Sacred Motions and Rebel Metronomes

Every day we inch closer to the new year, my mind ticks with the steady click-clack of a mental metronome. Its relentless rhythm—what’s going to happen now?—marks time with anxious precision. 

The sound is deafening, burdening each new day with dread instead of promise. Click. Hopeful possibility. Clack. Looming uncertainty.

I know this way of being is so out of whack! And honestly, it’s pissing me off.  

I do Fill To Capacity, a podcast for “people too stubborn to quit and too creative not to make a difference.” Instead of a tag line it is now a dare. Let me explain.

Every episode features a remarkably ordinary person doing something extraordinary: making the world a better place in ways that leave me in awe. 

When they start talking, they embody what I call the “NBD Principle”—no big deal. For them, it’s just what they do. No grandstanding. No loud proclamations. Just steady, deliberate action that changes lives. Someone, somewhere, now has a better quality of life because of their work.

This is what makes my little podcast sacred to me. 

It’s my purpose, my creative practice, my contribution. AND I cannot let my anxiety infect it. 

That’s why I keep circling back to something Liz Gilbert said about the Divine Feminine. She spoke of Joseph Campbell  describing how to render something sacred: draw a circle around it and declare it sacred.Temples, churches, synagogues—they all do this. 

Liz took that idea one step further: she drew a circle around herself and declared, I am sacred. In that moment, she understood that honoring yourself means drawing a line in the sand—a boundary for what you will and will not accept. It is that water into wine realization that Respect becomes an act of self-reverence.

When I do Qigong, I make a circular motion and draw that same sacred boundary around myself. 

As I move, I silently affirm: This circle is sacred. It is light and purpose. With each motion, I invoke something ancient and present, sacred and physical. 

It’s like combining elements in a chemical reaction—they interact, transform, and create something new.