Intention of Vibration
My daughter went back to school yesterday after a two-week Christmas break. I could tell she had some stress around going back. Afterall, life in Grade 8 can be a little daunting, especially if you're sensitive and empathic. As our car approached the front door of...
Beauty’s Presence
I know I write about Beauty a lot. I can't seem to help it. I never really know what I'm going to write about when I sit down to write on this blog, and yet Beauty, in some way, shape, or form, always slips itself in there and makes itself known. I think it's...
Sacred Beautiful Being
It's a snowy afternoon here in South-western Ontario, Canada. The first real snow we've had all year showed up the other day. Only a couple of inches, but enough to stay on the ground to create that soft, peaceful feeling that sort of cushions and magnifies all the...
Two Words For The Inexpressible
As this year draws to an end, I wish to utter to the Divine the only two words that come to mind when one is attempting to express the inexpressible. "Thank You." As I write this, the sun is breaking through the clouds casting streams of golden light across...
Beneath the Surface
I was reflecting this morning on a conversation I had with my 13 year old daughter, who was telling me about an art project she was working on at school. It was a self-portrait, and she was describing how she chose not to do an actual self-portrait, but something...
Breaking Free
I had a dream last night that I was walking up a hill, bare-breasted, along the side of a heavily trafficked road. I felt defiant and free, and did not have a care in the world for the drivers in all the cars that were speeding by. No one stopped or honked or slowed...
Creed of Mastery
It’s one thing to talk about Love, think about it, or even write about it for that matter. It’s quite another to be it and live it. Love isn’t something that you do. It’s not an action. It’s something that you are. It’s a state of being. And sadly, most...
A Mother’s Heart Confesses To The Lost Ones
Author’s Note: I wrote this letter in 2009 when my daughter was eleven. I’d shoved it in a file with all intentions to work on it a little bit more to make sure it made sense to her. I found it yesterday as I was cleaning out some old stuff. I had forgotten all about...
Life…Unplugged
...and the still, small voice said, "Life as it IS, not as you perceive it, will humble you to your knees. Some already see it as it is, some are just beginning to, and some are catching brief glimpses of it. This is not some special gift for only a chosen few. It...
Poets & Angels Rising in Love
I'm sure you've heard the saying, "and the meek shall inherit the earth." I like to imagine "the meek" as the energy of poets and angels. Yes, you know who you are. You are the ones hanging out on the fringes of society, peering in with the longing to belong somehow,...
The Miracle of Everything
It's a beautiful fall morning, and I have just returned from a hike in the woods. As I came around a bend, something caught my eye in a tree. It was a turkey vulture sitting on a branch and facing the sun as it rose over the crest of a hill. I mention to people...
The Soup of Existence
I have just made a warming, delicious soup for a friend who is coming over for lunch today. Creamy potato and leek with chunks of celery and carrot. I'll top it with some fresh cilantro and a drizzle of the most exquisite, pure, olive oil that my mother brought me...