THIS WEEK’S READ:
“Trust yourself. Listen to your inner voice.”
You’ve probably heard this advice from your mom, your yoga teacher, your crystal-wearing neighbor, and countless people on social media (don’t get me started on flippant social media advice!).
Even if this deep intuitive connection with your inner-self flows easily when you’re on a silent retreat or doing a weekend of journey-work, it’s still hard to tap into when the dog won’t stop barking, the baby won’t stop crying, and the car next to you at the traffic light is blaring one of those ba-boom, ba-boom bass lines.
Modern life is loud: it’s hard to hear your own thoughts, let alone the quiet whispers of your heart.
If you’re thinking I don’t remember how to tap into my intuition, then I have a secret for you:
Moon Gatherings. Sisterhood Circles. Business Masterminds... Can these get-togethers really make your life better? Or are they just another to-do on your calendar? Let’s start with a resounding YES! (hear that echoing off tall buildings, short mountains, and bouncing...read more
One of the most beautiful lessons the natural world can teach us is that linear time is a human construct. In nature, time is cyclical. Around the world, people who know this use the symbol of the circle to show how time moves. Often times this circle is designed like...read more
Forgive me if I've told you this story before; it's one of my favorites and bears repeating: A few decades back, I visited my Aunt and Uncle, who were working in Singapore. It was a long flight, first to Japan and from there into Changi Airport. My body was a mess of...read more
Graduation is a few days away and classes are over for the year. (Yup, this is a flashback. If Oprah ever asks if every word is true, I won’t be able to say for certain. Memories soften, get a little fuzzy, and are often sweeter in the re-telling. Truth? Oprah scares...read more
A long time ago in a city far away... I took a writing workshop with Tom Robbins (if you haven't read Tom Robbins, stop reading this and go download Jitterbug Perfume. I promise you won't be disappointed). Since it was a while back, I'm running fast and loose with...read more
This must be impossible, I thought. So I hit play and watched again. For the seventeenth time, smoke billowed in a tawny cloud, a sunset glow lighting Notre Dame’s spire. It blackened, becoming skeletal, a tensile outline against the evening sky. For a heart wrenching...read more