It was a profound piece of advice said to me by an inner voice of patience, kindness, wisdom and power.
What I learned about living in the moment from a candle that was lit in my grandmother's candlesticks.
Every day, I meditate, and I pray, and I ask, and I journal. Here is something I wrote in my journal yesterday morning on a wintery day when first, it rained, and then the precipitation turned into wet snow.
Fall is an amazing time for renewal. It begins with "back-to-school," then a change in season.
Writing lights me up. I’ve known forever that writing is my passion. It’s always a part of what I do. And yet, to sit and do it, to “do the thing” requires a nudge.
Yoga lesson: How you exist in the pose is everything.
This morning I had an impactful phone call. I wrote a tweet about it and that tweet grew into a series.
Oh boy, another blog post inspired by the monologue ramblings of one Marc Maron in his podcast. This one is about how people impact each other's lives.
In my last post I wrote, “The Universe has been bashing me over the head with the “leave your day-job industry and go out on your own” message recently.” This is yet another example, sent last Tuesday. My friend Aviva…