Tune Tuesday #48 – No One Needs To Know

Love is cleaning and clearing my vision and perception. When I open myself up to any meditation the wisdom will continue to shows, even when I am not seated in meditation. Today’s Tune is one of my favorite songs from when I was a teenager. When I heard the song back then, it sounded like she…

Lessons from Love

Happy Sunday! We are now four days into February. For a long time I would dread this month and I hated Valentine’s Day because it reminded me of my aloneness. Back then, I only felt truly lonely on Valentine’s Day, Thanksgiving and Christmas. I don’t know when I transmuted that loneliness? Perhaps it was when…

Tune #47 – How Far I’ll Go

Why do we do what we do? This is an age old question that has intrigued social science scholars to continually study our thoughts, habits, human interactions, family dynamics, child development etc. to gain deeper understanding of people. While there is an abundance of scholarly knowledge, what if their is a spiritual component that we can…

Mindful Monday #171 – Don’t Lose Your Zest

2017 was filled with several challenges. I wrote vaguely about some of these challenges in a few posts, others I kept private and shared with a handful of friends. I was given a breath before each challenge and I am thankful for each breath I was given. I didn’t have a lot of energy or…

Mindful Monday #170 – Be Your Own Role Model

It’s Monday! By the time you read this I will be wrapping up a 4 day silent meditation at Joshua Tree. Yes, that is right I am currently at a 4 day silent meditation! I can’t believe it either! Something shifted in the fall of 2016. Around that time, I realized I would be okay…

Wisdom Wednesday #84 – Youth

Happy Wednesday! One week from today, I will be on Holiday Hiatus for a week and a half. I am looking forward to family time, rest and time to sit in stillness and meditate on the new year. I feel ignited and alive. I have never felt this way before in all my life. I…

Contemplating Death

I’ve been silent, but not speechless. So much beauty has emerged in my life, since September. I am so excited and grateful for where my life is headed. I can not wait to share my news with you, and will do so, when the time is right. Right now I am asked to be present,…

Mindful Monday #168 – Culture of Fear

It’s Monday! We are still in our first few weeks of November. In recent years, November has been and still is one of my favorite months. Each year at this time I write down the goals that I brain stormed during my birthday which occurs in September. I use this month to ground those goals…

Mindful Monday #167 – Waiting on an Answer

I have been waiting on “The Sign” of what to do next for over a year. I have been on a journey of deep healing, each step of the way more and more needed healing emerged. Through facing what needed healing, I gained a deeper connection and understanding of the Universe. Now that I am…

I’m Thankful for: Courage

Somewhere within in me is a fear to speak at this time. A lot of wounds have been open this year at a very large public scale in both our country and the world. Many of us may be treading lightly to avoid inviting conflict and/or inflicting pain on ourselves and others. You may feel…

Tune #46 – The Love Wouldn’t Die

Have you ever felt like you were going to die? Or like you were dying? I am not talking about putting yourself in harms way, having a terminal illness or hypochondria. I’m talking about death to your former self or the life that you know/ knew. This may sound, way out of left field, in…

Mindful Monday #166 – When Spirit Emerges

Happy Monday! I held my first of many public councils and I am on such a high. My heart was so deeply warmed by the yoga studio, the council participants and what emerged in the space. I have so much vision for this space, I deeply believe in it and I have experienced continually the…

Soulful Cries

I’ve been very emotional these past two weeks. This past week alone I’ve cried almost every day. If I cried in public, it might alarm people because of the depth of my tears. Amaya Angelou in her poem “Still I Rise” would call my tears “soulful cries”. As you read this, you may think that…