It was hard to wash away my days—and I didn’t want to… I went out purposely in nature to get dirty, to be cleansed, to be vulnerable, to discover her rhythms, and to listen deeply to what she might have…
On the Road with LifeSpark
“I am working with Blair. I just want to sing her praises to you. She has made an incredible difference in my life in managing the pain. I have stage IV cancer. I just can’t say enough nice things about…
Gratitude
And here I am with another opportunity to reflect on the many blessings of my year. It never gets old. Everyday is an opportunity to pause and remember all the gifts in and of my life. Of course the ones…
Setting Intentions for Attention
Begin a practice of noticing your thoughts. Where do you spend your money? Where do you spend your time? Time and Money are both major aspects of “attention” and how we affect the world around us. Begin to watch what…
Flying High
Sometimes, we don’t even know how we touch other people. I was recently on an airplane, meeting my own fears of flying. Taking a moment to meet my seat mate, before pulling back from the gate before takeoff – changed…
The Teacher and The Student
I can paint—we all can, but what does it mean to show up ready to learn from a master painter? Every August, for the past 9 years, I have shown up as an art student for 4 or 5 days…
My Father
My father passed away on January 13th of this year. It feels strange not to pick up the phone and hear his voice, send him the latest updates on his grandchildren, get his solicited and sometimes unsolicited yet loving financial…
Going Home
“No man ever steps in the same river twice for it is not the same river and he is not the same man.”— Heraclitus That quote pretty much summed it up for me on my recent time being back in…
Singing Again
June 6th—Nissi’s Showtime! For this vocal performance of two songs, I spent my class time working on 2 themes: dancing with my joy and with my grief. The first song, “Little Bird” by Annie Lenox, I remembered from back in…
Defending and Caring for Chickens
I feel terrible. One of our chickens died after incurring a large wound very early in the morning. We lock our 10 girls (hens!) in at night. Every night. We feel responsible for their wellbeing. They are our pets. They…