The Banner of Busyness

Why do we insist on keeping ourselves so busy that we never seem to have time for anything that truly rests or refreshes us? When did we forget what it is like to simply take time for ourselves to rest and recharge our batteries? Why is self-care so rarely on our list of priorities?

Waiting for Home

Barefoot, she stands, waiting. A restless breeze tugs at her hair before moving on, leaving behind the faint scent of the ocean; a scent that fills her simultaneously with a soothing calm and an unquenchable restless. Head thrown back, she stands, waiting. Her eyes search the evening sky, watching as the stars wink into existence,... Continue Reading →

All Beginnings Are Hard

“All Beginnings are hard. . . . Especially a beginning that you make for yourself. That's the hardest beginning of all.” ~Chiam Potok   It is not unusual at this time of the year to see dozens of posts touting an individual’s New Year’s Resolutions; posts about losing weight, finding love, getting their dream job. ... Continue Reading →

Always In Joy

Do you remember when you were a teenager; when there was a guy (or girl) that you really liked and who you wanted to notice you. Do you remember how you reacted?  Do you remember what you did?  Do you remember finding out everything you could about them and then getting interested in it yourself?... Continue Reading →

One Perfect Life

"There is no ‘one perfect life’ out there waiting to be lived.  What there is are a series of moments, each one complete and perfect in and of itself no matter if it contains joy and wonder or sadness and sorrow; each one lived fully and completely and in total awareness.  That is the definition... Continue Reading →

The Empty Shell

“You can’t ask a butterfly to scrunch herself back into her chrysalis or to go back to being a caterpillar just because you’d gotten used to her like that.  What’s worse is when you try to get her to go back because you fear the freedom given to her by her wings.”  ~SSHenry There are... Continue Reading →

The Price of Love

As strange as it may seem, it is possible to love without attachment.  I’ll grant you, that is an alien concept in a day and age when the concept of love has been watered down to the point where it is used in regards to your like of soft drinks and computer games.  But it... Continue Reading →

The Vanilla Man

I don’t know about you, but I’m a chocolate kind of girl.   From the time I was little I would bypass the pretty pink ice creams (strawberry mostly) that other girls my age seemed so fond of (I honestly think it had something to do with the popularity of Strawberry Shortcake at the time) and... Continue Reading →

A Sea of Ones

All differences in this world are of degree, and not of kind, because oneness is the secret of everything. ~ Swami Vivekanada Go on, say the word out loud.  Whisper it if it makes you feel better: Oneness. Did you shudder?  Did your stomach turn over and give you a vague sense of queasiness?  Were... Continue Reading →

The Magic Web

We live in a magical world.  If you don’t think so, just look around you; look at the intricacies of a spider’s web (Her mother dies giving birth to her – so how does she know how to create that? Where do the designs come from?) Look at the glory of a sunrise; at the... Continue Reading →

Authentic Living 201: Living Intentionally

There is a difference between living and living an intentional life. No, seriously, everybody lives.  Unless you’ve been in a serious accident and are fighting for every breath you take, living is not something you actually have to think about.  It simply happens, usually when you aren’t paying attention.  In fact, one day you look... Continue Reading →

The Magic Word

THE ARTIST I am the artist and the art. My life is a canvass And I stand before it, tools in hand Creating a world within a world within a life Wielding the brushes of belief and intention Brushes dipped in the pigments of emotion and experience Smoothing in highlights of happiness and love And... Continue Reading →

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