When life calls for change, who or what do you turn to for guidance? The ten question quiz? A psychic, a friend, a hero? Perhaps you are a card reader or a star gazer? We all seek answers outside. The impulse is so human, so vulnerable, so real. I find myself too floundering for certainty.Continue reading “Let Us Treasure Hunt”
Category Archives: #Love
Feel All the Feels
For much of my life I have received advice like: “Let your anger go. It only hurts you.” “Forgive those who hurt you.” “Release jealousy.” I am not saying this advice is wrong exactly, but it can be dangerous for me when I’m trying to grow personally and spiritually. The danger is that advice likeContinue reading “Feel All the Feels”
A Golden Ticket of Time
I have been furloughed from my job. I have been given the golden ticket of time to travel in the confines of my home and family, to the depths of my being in pandemic isolation.
Death in a Time of Pandemic
The coronavirus pandemic has brought our mortality into stark relief. Whether we are among those most vulnerable or not, death seems to be all around us. This is disturbing for even the most hearty among us. I was reflecting today how death and birth have so many parallels. Both can be beautiful and Divine, butContinue reading “Death in a Time of Pandemic”
Man in the Mask
Light and dark in my early life.
My Inside Wild
My wild is inside. It’s loud and big and deep. It screams at me when I don’t listen. It leads me into failure if I try to ignore it. It transforms me. I cannot ignore my wild, but because I don’t let it out often, my people don’t really know. They only see it from the outside. And because I don’t let it out, I am not my full expression in this life.
Vigilant Yet Fearless
The first glimmers of hope are upon us; the curve appears to be flattening. Soon, even those in the epicenters may face my reality: a world that feels safe from COVID-19, but is actually not yet.
Learning to Do Me: How to Act on Your Ideals
I think we all struggle on some level with the sense that no one really “gets” us. As I’ve been told frequently lately, “you’re not special.”
Memoir Inspirations
For some months, I’ve been writing my memories in story form. Writing is my way of processing feelings, experiences, and inspirations. I resolved to write for me alone, but somehow, I feel to share this brief story that flowed out a few days ago. If you’re interested, which you are under no obligation to be,Continue reading “Memoir Inspirations”
Simple Truths
Doubts seem to come along from time to time and when they do, I like to sit back and remember the simple truths.
