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I am maintaining my speed, and it is looking good. I am on my second lap around the Boulder Reservoir, and each mile I seem to be passing someone who passed me earlier. I am taking it slow and steady. For me, it is important to hold a pace that saves energy for the end……
Maybe this post is about managing expectations. Maybe it is about new beginnings. But most certainly it is about accepting new paradigms and the resistance that comes up until we do. As a teacher with a two week holiday break, I recently found myself with a week almost completely to myself. I spent the first…
Do not cut your losses. Let them fall off on their own accord. Let them hang like the heavy tethers they are– until you can see they are not secured. Begin walking; begin your daily routine, and let those chains drag along– rattling, expelling energy, clanking, sometimes getting caught. Eventually, you will become so strong…
My heart is raw: Making my whole soul and body vulnerable, sensitive– This warm breeze on my skin feels like ice water on a sensitive tooth. This is what love feels like. Love in the arrival. Love in the leaving. As a child and into adolescent this feeling gave me urge to run and hide…
What is suffering? Prolonged, aching pain? Pain of the mind, pain of the heart, pain of the body, or of the soul? How is it that suffering can also be beautiful? I remember being around the age of 14 and my mother wiping my tears and telling me I was beautiful after my grandmother’s death. I…
The curtains fluttered–ephemeral, flowing, Dancing like snakes free of their skeletons Beyond the bird calls repeated a tat-ta–tat-at, An ancient pattern, a knowing pattern. Singing of the secrets of existence. I smell the sweet June breeze, afraid to breathe too hard, to turn my head, to yawn And to, in doing so, end this moment.…
I have found, or re-found, some concepts lately that have been reinvigorating and have given me optimism. My post this week is about sharing those tips, which involve small changes in thinking that have given me a the better sense of well-being. … Your future self. Maybe you have heard this terminology before, maybe you…
I used to joke that the worse thing my dad could say to me was “I am disappointed in you.” Yet, truthfully, that punishment was like no other. He didn’t have to yell; he didn’t have to spank, or ground. He just had to be disappointed, and the knife would be embedded. This, to me,…
Confession time: I have the people-pleaser disease. For some time I wasn’t certain about this fact. You see I have always danced to the beat of my own tambourine. At 5, I refused to learn how to ride a bike until I said I was ready. At 10, during recess I swung sideways in the…
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Nurturing Intuition 