The day starts and before you even have a chance to get your wits about you, life and its faithful sidekick Stress, come charging in.
Stress about relationships.. work.. your kids.. your dogs.. your cats.. your parakeets. Stress about the neighbors, the traffic, the political scene, your health, your health care, the state of the world, refugees, money…
It’s a long list and when you really go with it, it literally drowns you. Blots you out—sometimes before you even get out the front door. Continue reading…
I wanted to disappear. Then I wanted to grow blond hair and fit in. Here’s the truth about belonging and why I didn’t die my hair blond—at least not yet.
When I was 6 years old we moved to the outskirts of Paris.
There was an orphanage behind our house and I used to stand on the terrace looking down at the orphans playing in the courtyard.
“That’s where I belong” I’d tell myself. Continue reading…
Once upon a time there were lightning bugs that lit up the night sky.
Adventures in the woods.
Creeks to explore.
Lakes to jump into.
Mud pies to bake.
Trees to climb.
It was delicious.
Ridiculously and wonderfully delicious.
You were full of magic and wonder.
Happiness… Peace… Gentleness… Joy… Love… Kindness… Openheartedness… Generosity… Compassion… Presence… Ease… Bliss… You know, all those things that feel fabulously good.
All those good feeling feelings exist, all the time. Always. No exceptions.
They don’t go away; their energy doesn’t inherently disappear. We just get into pockets where we can’t tune in; we can’t hear the joy or the love or the life that’s singing around us and wants to live through us. Continue reading…
Oh we have collections of those deep philosophical sayings like “it’s always darkest right before the dawn” or another one of my all time favorites “another opportunity for growth”….
We have this notion—and yes I use “we” to summarily and thoroughly include myself in this mix—that growth and evolution (read happiness and joie de vivre, self actualization, authenticity and life fully lived) is this pretty, neat, tidy little process. That it lives in the land of “I’ve got it this under control.”
Hmmmm…. Continue reading…