My little one and I were out early this morning, getting in some stimulation and people watching (her need, not mine) before it got too hot. As we left the store, we noticed an airplane relatively low overhead, and I remembered that there was a small plane airport nearby. Off we went, armed with a… Read More
this is not about being someone else this is about being you. this seems simple, right? but how many of us get caught up in the tangled web of who we thought we should be, or who other people thought we should be? how many of us have taken paths, maybe even wonderful productive exciting… Read More
what if, for this moment, we consider what freedom can mean don’t stop at the first thing that comes to mind, keep digging. take this personally. what could freedom look like to you? freedom from limiting or energy consuming habits or relationships? from negative self talk? from procrastination? from saying “I can’t”? from taking the… Read More
I invite you to join me these next few days, within all the fireworks and hoopla, to witness moments of quiet in between in between the parties or the driving or the have-tos and shoulds and oughts… in between the getting there and getting back after the big booming crashes, as the ashes fall slowly… Read More
I get a wild energetic rush when an idea starts to coalesce- when serendipity comes along to whisper yes yes, or to open a door I did not even know was there… I stay up late, head swirling with ideas, an almost unstoppable flow– ideas and ideas and ideas, visions, imaginings, possibilities… then a few… Read More
you are beautiful, just as you are yes, with all of your notches and nicks, the rust and worn spots that come from living yes, with the unapologetic weight of your purpose yes, because of all that you’ve received and all that you’ve offered each blow, each act of creation and transformation, resonant, right now,… Read More
tonight I invite you to join me in the i-don’t-know-what-to-say breath. words aren’t coming tonight, so instead, mindfulness, awareness of breath if I am quiet enough, I notice sounds like water flowing over rocks, or the million collisions of sand moving under ocean waves or like a light breeze over tall grasses Share This:
rain so hard it poured from the trees but I listened long enough to hear that it sounded like a heartbeat on the bare roof of the cabin collecting and pouring down not as one big whoosh but as a rhythm of flood and douse and relative quiet as more collected in the branches above… Read More
oatmeal half eaten hair half dry the bag half packed the day half planned with all of this half-ing, it’s hard not to feel half assed. instead, the truth of it: (some) things are simply halfway to where they need to be. some of them can stay half done forever — because really, what’s the impact?… Read More
There will always be a gap between what other people envision for you and what you need to do for you, this is truly, simply because they are not you. The work is not to try to keep from disappointing others, the work is to keep from disappointing yourself. Share This:
