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January 25, 2017

Twice in 2 weeks I have gone outside to put my garbage in the trash can , and its gone!  The city graciously replaced it, and again this week it’s gone.  With no “place” to put my garbage I wonder now, where can I put it?  Got me thinking, how do we relate to what feel...

June 15, 2016

As my kids come into the car or home and I’m on the phone, an opportunity of presence is missed.  Neither the person on the other end of the call nor my child gets my full presence in that moment.  Moments are here and gone, and if we miss em’ we miss em’.  Life is a s...

April 6, 2016

You know that feeling of a storm brewing inside.  Agitation is stirring.  The breath is shallow.  It may be for no obvious reason this feeling has arrived, or maybe there’s carryover from the day prior bubbling up.  We are habituated to do something about this feeling...

February 2, 2016

If you’re able to in this moment, close your eyes, and take a long deep relaxed inhale and exhale.  As you take your next breath, and breathe in say to yourself, “I am what I am”.  I am what I am isn’t an inflated way of seeing oneself, rather it can be viewed as a spa...

April 22, 2015

What’s the problem with uncertainty? When we delve into the nature of everything, we always find a quality of uncertainty.  Yet the ego — the strong sense of self that wants things solid and known — can’t quite buy the fact that things are uncertain. So, an onslaught o...

April 14, 2015

I recently read a quote that said, “The wound is where the light comes in.” I like the ring of this quote, but it’s my experience that the light rebounds off the wounded area, at least for a time, because it hurts too much to be filled with light. We all have wounds fr...

April 6, 2015

If I allow the tidal wave of emotions stored inside to rise and release, then something surprisingly calm comes after. I am amazed at how many times I need to relearn this same lesson, as if each time were the first. I trust there is wisdom in this process unfolding, a...

March 30, 2015

I just had an amazing exchange with the exterminator. He’s in his late 70s, a little old Spanish man. I was sitting in my kitchen as he began to walk around and spray. Silence surrounded us. He came out and told me he lost his son a few months back. My heart skipped a...

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