Much like neighbors living on the same cul-de-sac, having never met, the Left Brain, Right Brain, and Heart Brain play in their own yards and mind their own business. However, when they meet and get to know each other they bring diverse insights, skills, and desires to the soul of the neighborhood, and throw one
Self-regulated happiness is an inside job. Unless we get distracted by external influences, ain’t nothing can touch us. We know we have locked into a thriving way of being when people get their feathers ruffled from slamming into the immovable boarders of our commitment to happiness. It’s a workout, however, when we work it, it
Prior to boarding our flight from Denver, Colorado to Columbus, Ohio the past weekend, we were upgraded to First Class seat assignments. Sweet. About an hour into the flight, the lovely woman next to me got up to use the facilities, and, unbeknownst to her, knocked over the can of Diet Coke she had placed
For my 23rd birthday my mother gave me a plush beach towel with the image of six sheep woven into the fabric. Of the six, all were white, except for one, a lone black sheep. Like the black sheep on that towel, I never felt like I quite fit in, anywhere, and especially with my
I have always been interested in the subject of, and the subjects in, family portraits. I find it fascinating how the positioning of the family as a whole, the intentional placement of the individuals, and the body language of each member, gives you a sense of their place—their role—in the family dynamic. I can spend
The value of allowing ourselves to experience moments of joy while we are navigating deep grieving, is, the healing Light joy brings to the grieving process. Joy lights the path of the grieving journey so we may stay the course to the healed verse of ourselves the grief is trying to show us. Grief is
Wow. I’m settling in at the Whittier Cafe to do some writing, and the song Won’t You Take Me To Funky Town started playing over the sound system. Every muscle in my body began to ache from the cellular memory of college dance classes with Lee Jones. Funky Town was his staple warmup song. He
Recently I was reminded of an energy healing workshop I produced a number of years ago during which I held space for one of the most profound healing-through-prayer experiences I have ever witnessed. On one side of the room, standing shoulder-to-shoulder and facing the women, was a line of fifteen men; and on the other
Recently, while running errands, I walked into our local Natural Grocers market and was stopped in my tracks by the newly restocked produce department. The abundance of textures and colors were stunning. I was reminded of a story my A Course In Miracles teacher would share about walking into an American market for the first
