Sitting in my favorite meditation chair in my office, i glance across at my altar where Buddha sits so grandly covered in beads and adornments; there he is, the quinessential icon of awakening, prompting me to close the eyes and be quiet. In the pit of my stomach i feel his being, and his life-long… Read More about remembering union
Nights are my new days
Each night while i sleep there seems to be a part of my soul that wakes up, shaves and showers, gets dressed and ready for work; the night shift…a process of remembering and healing. Last night my first interview was with the fear of not being good enough. There i was facing it’s illusions and… Read More about Nights are my new days
let thy will be done the ultimate surrender
The most beautiful words with their magnificent meanings and melodies are yet still words and concepts and thereby fall short of the reality of how we get to know ourselves. The past descriptions of my many evenings in the tub are standing up to testify tonight as i find myself struggling with the worst of… Read More about let thy will be done the ultimate surrender
out of my cocoon
Over a year ago, after i completed my last class i decided to take a break from speaking and sharing as i felt that my newborn awakening, at the time, prevented me by default from leading others. my enthusiam for sharing was crushed by the weight of what i didn’t know; i tried for as… Read More about out of my cocoon
holding my true self
Sitting here blissfully enjoying the early morning sun which seems so natural and yet just 9 hours ago i was in extreme discomfort. I was nudged awake in the middle of the night with back pain, hives and a swollen face. This perfect storm of circumstances had brought forth an old way of holding myself… Read More about holding my true self
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