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Real life inspires me. Or, more accurately, crazy, ridiculous, beautiful stuff lands in my life. And when it does I want to use it to GROW. To thrive. I generally distill down the emotional and spiritual awarenesses in order share the messages and realizations with the world through the Podcast or Blogs. And for those…
Breaking Down the Walls of RECEPTION
I just wanted to be ALONE, damn it. But the Universe brought in a sledgehammer to bust down my walls
Why I (we) sometimes want it to fail. (And how to stop.)
I’d always said I couldn’t handle a long-distance relationship, but the Universe brings you what you need whether it’s what you think you want or not. Distance can be tough on a relationship. It can also help save it. At least in my opinion. His words were so sweet, I felt his touch so deep,…
When “I was wrong” is right.
Years and years ago, after I’d made a particularly silly mistake… while driving… and talking on my cell phone…the driver I’d inadvertently cut off (because I didn’t see him, of course) followed me up the street screaming out his window until I pulled over and he could properly shame me on the side of the…
Be. Be still.
Last year about this time I took a little road trip. Just me and my dog, wandering around the Northwest Coast, looking for… well, I’m still not really sure what I was looking for, but something in me said I’d find it in the Redwoods or the ocean. So we headed west. I learned a…
Being a being, sometimes takes some doing.
I got older this weekend. I mean, of course I did – I get older every day – but this weekend the calendar marked the occasion. This fact by itself doesn’t bother me. In fact, for a couple of months now I’ve considered myself as old as the calendar just made me – and said…
Little Miss Fix-it
I do it a lot. A LOT. I don’t really want to be doing it. It fully contradicts my entire belief system in terms of the way we treat each other. It sounds both demeaning and pretentious as it comes out of my mouth. I cringe and bristle and scold myself even as the words…