Category: Uncategorized

Ram Dass said, Be here now.Abraham suggests that we find okayness—maybe even happiness—where we are.Spiritual teachers tell us that the peace we seek comes when we surrender to life as it is. I was intrigued by these ideas. They seemed to promise that this is where I’d find that rainbow with the pot of gold—the… Continue reading Presence: Moving the Way Love Asks You to Move

The Hope We Carry in the Dark In the dark, I hold onto the ache of what once was. Silence comes, laced with sadness and grief—and yet, within it, a tiny glimmer of hope. My firelight is knowing that where I am is not only okay, but truth, grounded in love. My firelight is knowing… Continue reading Firelight

Stepping back on stage, delivering my lines differently Sometimes I wish my life came with a laugh track. You know the sound—that gentle cue in a sitcom that tells you, “This is awkward but not the end of the world.” Like when Laverne (Penny Marshall) would boss Shirley (Cindy Williams) around and they’d turn their… Continue reading The Sitcom Version of My Life

Transformed in the Light of Shakti’s Embrace Last night I had a vision. I was pushing a huge boulder up a steep mountain. It hadn’t always been this way—the rock began as a small pebble, something I kept nudging forward until it grew enormous. What started as a gentle hill became a towering mountain. And… Continue reading The Boulder and the Mountain

Meeting the Wall Sometimes, with those closest to us, we meet a wall of energy. No words, just the silent force of back off, leave me alone. In moments like these, fear rises. Will I be rejected? Will I lose the connection I long for? And yet, love often rises too. I want to soften,… Continue reading Love and Fear Together: Standing in the Fire

I’ve been using AI as a creative partner; it helps me with research, organization, and finding my words. So, when I read a post warning that chat histories might appear on Google, that old familiar rush of fear rose up — the reflex that says, “You’ve done something wrong. You’ll be shamed. You should hide.”… Continue reading The Frequency of Love

As I reflect on my grandniece’s journey from child to young woman, I’m reminded of words that capture the paradox of her love and strength: There is nothing more tender than fierce, nothing more fierce than tenderness. — Glennon Doyle My Dearest Harper, You may be too young to read these words right now—you are… Continue reading Dear Harper: A Mirror for Tender Fierceness