All he wanted to do was come through the door like the six of us did, walk freely. I’m a member of a hospice choir, and we just finished...

Over the past several years I have been growing spiritually as a Healing Medium. It is not a journey for the weak-hearted as I clear...

I've experienced food bullying since childhood. As I hear people facing illnesses & disorders, I wonder what unresolved emotions are at play

This is not goodbye. Today is about welcoming you home. You’ve climbed out of the cave and are atop the mountain.

I can tell when my ego is speaking with its worries and declarations. I can tell when my wisdom is speaking with its insights and guidance.

When I receive a diagnosis, I am set up for expectations. How can I be in expectancy?

Expectancy has been mentioned in 61 of Shirley’s daily meditation readings. And I began wondering when and where we’ve defined the word.

I hear the knocking and don’t answer. I feel a weight of sorrow and push it away. I feel the walls of grief pushing on my skin.

Someone once told me that there's nothing more important than being good. I learned to be good at a spiritual practice. It takes practice

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.

I’ve been working with a healer over the past 2 months to help me clear suffering from my body. Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.

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.

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?

Yesterday was a day in my history. I lived without a net. I stayed in the present. I didn’t look forward or back. It was a free day.

I am grateful for the sunshine today. Sunshine has broken free from the darkness. June has broken free from May. And it’s a new day!

My grounding for self-love is being in my heart, knowing that the Divine exists within me, and understanding that I don’t have to be perfect

I’ve decided to put a wall mirror in my meditation room. Nothing fancy. Just something I can gaze at to reinforce my accountability.

Last week was full of doctors’ appointments. I don’t like focusing on my body. I’d rather feel and sense life through my heart’s eyes.

I once dug myself into a hole so deep that I had no idea how I would get out. It became my secret. And my burden.

The friendships never went anywhere and I couldn't understand why. What was it about me? Was something wrong with my personality?