We humans are good at comparing one thing to another. We're good at evaluating, labeling one thing as better or more important than something else. It’s a handy skill when deciding which brand of tomato sauce to buy. But it’s a prickly skill when we unconsciously use...

Here’s an example of how things can work. How things can change. In an instant. Up until about ten minutes before I spontaneously started writing this post, I’d been having a crabby morning. I’ll spare you the list of symptoms and complaints; just know I’m not feeling...

Since last fall, I've been playing Whack-A-Mole with my life. If you’ve never played, it’s an arcade game where you try to whomp fake moles that pop up randomly before they pop down again. The longer you play, the faster the moles move and the harder it is to keep up....

A few days ago I wrote a blog post encouraging you to ask yourself whether it’s time to drop the spiritual journey and Be the Star you are. It was wonderful to get feedback about how many of you are feeling this pull. No surprise. For so many of us, it is time! In my...

When I sat down to write a poem several weeks ago, my higher knowing immediately popped in with this: Forget the journey You have always been the destination A star need only shine A couple of weeks before this, I’d gotten the message that it was time to “Be the...

One morning several weeks ago, a coyote ate its breakfast beneath the juniper trees in front of our house. Coyotes are common where my husband and I live in New Mexico, but we’ve never seen one eat so close by. We watched through the windows. It felt important. The...

This morning, while sudsing my hair in the shower, I knew it was time to have a conversation with the consciousness of the virus shutting down normal life throughout the world right now. Even before I could rinse away the bubbles, I saw a lot that helped make sense of...

It’s astonishing what can shift almost overnight. I was going to wait a week before I posted a new blog post, but this can’t wait. My team is poking me in the ribs, and I’ve been pacing around my house eager to share. So here goes. After I woke up yesterday morning, I...

Sometimes writing about flow, about the NOW bubble, feels so abstract. I love mulling over abstractions, but I love even more when I see all I understand at the conceptual level reveal itself clearly in my physical life. Living the flow, living the NOW bubble, in...