When life throws some major curveballs onto your path you have a choice. Continue reading “Mishaps & Curveballs”
People come into our lives. They may be forgettable. Continue reading “Soul Treat”
Apparently I haven’t figured out how to exist without offending fragile egos. Especially on social media. Continue reading “Good Vibes Only, Insensitive Bastard”
I observed a 3 year old girl yesterday, being 3. At the beach with her grandparents. It was time to leave and her older sister noticed the beach showers. Continue reading “Simply”
“Bottom line is that you cannot heal and resolve your emotional material with your mind. Knowing our issues is not the same as healing our issues. Your emotional material does not evaporate because you watch it. I have known many who could watch and name their patterns and issues—as if they were scientists, researching their own consciousness—but nothing fundamentally changed, because they refused to come back down into their bodies and move their feelings through to transformation. It’s safe up there, above the fray, witnessing the heartache without actually engaging it. Yes, you may be able to get so skilled at a witnessing consciousness that you can overpower your triggers. But that’s not presence. Real presence comes through the open heart. The key to the transformation of challenging patterns and wounds is to heal them from the inside out. Not to analyze them, not to watch them like an astronomer staring at a faraway planet through a telescope, but to jump right into the heart of them, encouraging their expression and release, stitching them into new possibilities with the thread of love. You want to live a holy life? Heal your heart. That’s the best meditation of all.”
(~an excerpt from the best-selling ‘Grounded Spirituality’, available at bookstores and on Amazon (paperback, kindle, audiobook) at
As I sit and reflect on my childhood, I can’t help but wonder how many other children -right this minute- are being raised the same way. Continue reading “2:38 a.m.”
Good morning body.
Thank you for being there even when I don’t like you.
For showing up even though I push you hard and ignore your pleas to rest.
When I numb you and silence you with food or substance, so I don’t have to hear your needs.
I may give you food that may not serve our highest good and yet, you take it anyway.
I promise to get better at listening, every day, not only when I have time or $, or when it “looks good” to others.
I promise to be gentle and honor all of your processes because I realize you are forever protecting and supporting me.
I vow to view US, as a partnership.
We’re in this together.
It’s much easier if we like/love each other.
LMK what you need.