Life Through The Lens Of Radical Forgiveness

Forgiveness and gratitude are having their moment in the spotlight these days. I hear the words almost daily either via emails, social media or conversations. They remind me of a few years ago when authenticity had its day in the sun. Not to sound cynical or anything, I just think we have to be careful about flying these word flags…

Confidence And Mastering New Skills: Making Videos

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I have been working on creating a tele-seminar. The photo above is my living room, rearranged and full of the various components necessary to create videos. These things take a while to organize, and more time and courage than one might imagine. They require a lot of back talk to the inner critic as well, because putting any kind of work out into the world can attract criticism, both real and imaginary.

Gathering all the information to host this kind of event is a job in and of itself, but then there is the marketing, an entirely different matter. Some of the marketing will be done through video which requires a brand new skill set, and upended living room. On more than one occasion, this new work has given me pause and made me ponder what I am doing. I enjoy learning new things, but it is sometimes such an uncomfortable stretch to do so. Read more

The Mighty Surrender: Embracing What We Know

I have a friend who is going through a rather difficult relationship transition. I listened quietly as she traced over the contours of her ten-year relationship, trying to find signs of where things might have changed. A recent conversation with her partner revealed problems that have been simmering under the surface for quite some time. “Problems” that, while surprising to…

Healing Trauma: What It Means To Heal

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This was originally a guest post over at Elin Stebbins Waldal’s beautiful blog and I wanted to share it here: Traumatic experiences can dramatically interrupt our lives, like a mighty ice storm, and instantly change the landscape. We then face the question of whether we are going to remain frozen in the position the storm left us, or smash the…

Finding Your Authentic Voice

In my last post, I posed the questions, “Was there an event that dampened your curiosity in childhood,” and, “What effect did it have on your life?” These inquiries came from my own exploration of the effect that forbidden curiosity had on my life. As a result of a rather impactful event, I lost the sense of having a voice…

Forbidden Curiosity: How We Lose Our Voice

My meditations have been taking me back to childhood lately. I’ve never really been one of those folks with vivid, in tact memories of my childhood. They are scattered and patchy, at best. I’m not sure if there is an underlying motive behind my not remembering, or if my mind is just wired that way. The other day, I did…

Simple, Good Food: Japanese Meatballs And Korean Slaw

I have been cooking simple, good food for a friend who is facing a health challenge. She hasn’t yet connected the dots between eating well and health, something I see as essential. Since I love cooking it seemed natural to try and entice her to see the importance with nutrient dense, clean food. While her inability to connect the food…

Fear: What’s Holding You Back

When I was a little girl, around the age of six or seven, I was terrified of the dark. I remember the swell of anxiety in my belly after bath time when I knew “lights off” was imminent. Climbing into bed, I would lay back and watch as one of my parents reached for the light switch while simultaneously closing…

On Getting Out Of Your Own Way And Succeeding

I went to Santa Cruz for a visit with my Sophomore son last weekend. College doesn’t seem to have changed much since I was there a few many years ago, except everyone now has their nose in a Smartphone. The food in the pantry is a bit different and I don’t remember my house full of girls being quite as dirty…

Healing Trauma: First Aid for the Soul

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I am traveling this week and thought this post was a good reminder to take care of ourselves, especially when traversing the aftermath of loss. I have a first aid kit tucked away in the bathroom cabinet for those minor emergencies, a preventative toolbox to ward off infections and avoid a costly visit to the doctor or ER. When my…