I don’t remember when I discovered her. She emerged one day sitting in front of me, watching me.

It’s so easy to believe what we see, feel or were taught when there is so much more. Sometimes it takes someone else holding a light for us.

I chose to call close my inner child. I'm 8 years old, standing in the yard. If I had the opportunity to speak to her, what would I say?

When I listened to reflections, I felt myself become an observer of me listening. I live more with the dualism of being human and spirit.

I fell in love with poetry. There was one poem that was my favorite. I read it often. I knew it by heart. It popped up a lot in my life.

Years ago, in my old life when I worked as a freelance court reporter on the road, I had a conversation about the meaning of little things.

Yesterday, I walked right up to the edge of a bus I was ready to throw myself under, metaphorically speaking. It was a pattern I recognized.

I remember the day I started a support group for parents and caregivers of chronically ill and special needs children. It didn't go well.

I struggled for years following meditation rules, trying to do it right so as to reap the benefit others found. But I feared inner monsters.

On the other side of this pandemic, we will have changed. We'll be sadder, happier, wiser, and stronger. I ask myself three life questions.

Boundaried walls of expectations help me feel safe and yet are limiting. I like to know what to expect. Today I choose to be alive.

I am made up of two minds. One lives in my human body, aware of my past and present. My other mind lives in my heart where the miracles are.

My body speaks to me. Sometimes I don’t understand the messages. Memories hold energy. How can I release the energy and pain?

Another wrinkle unwrinkles. Another reminder that sorrow holds possibility of relief and understanding. It’s time to change my language.

What does the silence sound like? In our silence we listen and wait to hear truth. I recognize it when I feel goosebumps. Truth has no time.

Sometimes I say something that others don’t like. And they respond in negative ways. In the past, I would get defensive, call them names.

It’s easier for me to create my self-abuse than it is to wait for abuse. Today I take a breath and break through the walls of shame.

The Valley of Understanding is where all worldly wisdom is useless. Through this valley seekers will find wisdom in all things.

Expectations take me out of the moment and places me smack dab in the middle of stress. Mindfulness means staying aware. I choose awareness.

The breaking open reveals the doors to love and fear, the paradox of life. Both are always present because we are human and we are spirit.