As a former high school administrator, when a student came in to my office angry and belligerent, I’d ask them to breathe. And, after a quiet moment, “Tell me why you’re here.” Like a dam bursting, the emotion gushed forth. “Slow down, take another breath.” When the story had unfolded, I’d question, “Is there anything…

A while back, I had a meditation where I was guided to go to a level of consciousness called, “The Invisible Realm.” At the time, it seemed silly to me. I was guided and encouraged to discern where I was, what I felt and where I was going without the aid of my five traditional…

Have you ever tried to do yoga’s tree pose? People tell me that as I get older, my balance decreases. I resent people telling me what I can and can’t do based on my chronological age. Throughout my life, activity in the form of swimming, running, yoga, dance, walking, Pilates, and don’t forget sex, have…

Journey of Joy 2 • March 3-10, 2019 The sun rises in the mist over the loch at the Liss Ard Estate in County Cork, Ireland. Mornings are tranquil as I pad downstairs to brew the morning coffee. Every window holds magical views of gardens, trees and pathways, all nature’s creations. One by one you come…

The sun rises in the mist over the loch at the Liss Ard Estate in County Cork, Ireland. Mornings are tranquil as I pad downstairs to brew the morning coffee. Every window holds magical views of gardens, trees and pathways, all nature’s creations. One by one you come into the kitchen. Hugs are the first…

I took my clearing out to a new level this week. I am averse to clutter but not to sentimentality. I had a few items of my mother’s tucked away in a drawer. I think of all the things we gave away when she died, and I wonder why I saved these three things. Yesterday,…

During a sound healing this week, I experienced a flashback to my early teens. The messages that echoed, “You don’t need that. Be grateful for what you have, and stop asking for something more. Find a profession where you can make money. Dreams don’t pay the bills.” Hearing these words so many years later allowed me…

The little critter in the photo was my companion this week at my desk, I called him Ike. I’d write, and Ike would scurry back and forth across the window. He seemed content, and I enjoyed the distraction and the company. At the end of the week, I decided to take a photo of Ike.…

This morning, I opened the garage door to witness an adult Canada goose leading four chicks up the sidewalk and into the woods across the street. Most goslings I’ve observed are bookended by their parents on land and in the water. “Where’s the father?” crossed my mind, and a few possibilities presented themselves, along with…

Sometimes, when you’re in search of one thing, another appears sending you in a completely different direction. On Mother’s Day, while looking for coffee filters, I came upon a small recipe box from my seventh-grade home economics class. The box was packed tightly with cards and dividers in alphabetical order: appetizers, biscuits, cakes, casseroles etc.…