Shaking up our routines feels incomprehensible and yet, a good shakeup helps us examine what is working and what isn’t.

Bifocal vision is seeing with my physical eyes while viewing from my heart and intuition. It helped as I peeled away layers of core wounds

We all seek relief of some kind. My moments of self-care in a day get de-prioritized as I am distracted from one thing to another.

Gentle Teaching is an approach to help those struggling to feel safe, feel love, be engaged and show gentleness and love to each other.

What if the world were constructed in such a way that a person would come face-to-face with a question so profound that it wakes them up?

Sometimes I want to close my eyes to the hurt and pain, to the disrespect and the distraction. Sometimes I want to look through other’s eyes

I was asked to perform a task I thought was beyond my abilities. What is important is the door that opened. I didn't feel ready.

Too many people around me are suffering with illness and challenges. I feel hopeless and helpless. I worry I'm next.

A spool is a great metaphor for life. My soul is the core of the spool. The continuous thread holds stories of my lifetimes, past & present

When I sit in silence, sometimes I grasp my opposite wrist. I feel my bones nestled neatly under my skin. We're spiritual beings in bodies

CNN recently published an article about after-death communication because of the upsurge of communications from loved ones on the other side

I let go of outcomes. An affirmation sign I have displayed on an index card all over my living space because I tend to be goal oriented.

Life is moving on like a ribbon highway. Fear lanes, exploring lanes, growing lanes. All moving in the right direction.

Twice in the last month I experienced someone else's emotions. I suddenly felt an emotion that didn’t feel organic to the situation at hand

The first beginning, coming out of sleep. The second beginning, settling down for meditation. The third beginning, the crystal bowl.

I’m living in a body that holds memories no longer useful to me. What do I do with the memories? I have anger. What do I do with the anger?

The synchronicity within the tapestry of life is beyond my understanding. I’m grateful for the wisdom of the Universe.

For most of my career, I sat at a computer screen. The idea of a meditation meeting on a zoom screen didn't conjure up warm fuzzy feelings.

My attic was littered with old memories no longer important to me and yet, I’ve held on to them forever. It was time to clean house.

My imagination is the canvas I use to build this comforting place within. Spending time in silence allows me to relax. Til fear shows up.