Suppose one day you find yourself in a dark and musky wood thinking your life must be otherwise and you'd change it if only you could resist the urge to scream and run or to jump and thrash around rather sit straight and just gently breathe let your thoughts flutter...read more
invited to reinvention and returning from four months in bed, I am tempted to make things complicated. In previous years, faced with this promise, I have looked at what’s working and what’s not working, determined to problem solve to improve my life. Or perhaps I...read more
My thoughts are clouds and I am the sky. My thoughts are fish and I am the ocean. Pop-ups lure me to something different but I am writing this poem My phone murmurs other options but I am writing this poem. I want to sit and watch the river. there was a waterfall...read more
Drop into this moment feel your breath as it moves past your nostrils in and out Understand that your fear is not the truth Nor are your regrets when they come back make sacred space around them and watch as they ebb and flow you will survive their movement even when...read more
I am exploring the kind promise “I will spend my days in a way that enhances the well-being of myself and others.” This promise came about because I am afraid of spending my day binge watching TV. I know someone with advanced MS who does that. As I have played with...read more
How can our lives become more compassionate and creative – even in the face of difficulty? How can we connect with the sacred? I explore these questions by practicing the kind promises, report my wrangling here and in my monthly newsletter.