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    In these uncertain times so riddled with upheaval and suffering, we need way more peace, love, kindness, compassion, forgiveness, meditation, mindfulness, and laughter. It's time to heal ancient wounds, release our pain, embrace our global family and start living out loud.

    I'm all about this mantra and yet in the daily grind of life, the power of it slips my mind. I...
    July 30, 2022
    I have no words to say how much I love this mantra, right up there with: "I can outlast this...
    Returning home from my first ever colon hydrotherapy treatment at a place called Love My Colon, I...
    October 30, 2021
    My mother's side of the family had an incredibly dominant, accomplished patriarch who believed...
     A few years ago, a self-help teacher by the name of Robin Rice offered a free online class...
    August 17, 2021
    Nearly three months ago I joined Noom, that popular weight-loss app based on psychology and...
    March 10, 2021 · 3
    Today, this moment, in the present, since right now, I’m embarking on a gestation journey toward...
    October 8, 2020
    My daughter Lizzy and I were placing our In-N-Out order when I said: "I'll have a hamburger...and...
    June 14, 2019 · 1
    The left eye was first and the experience was flawlessly breezy. Very brief waiting time in spite...
    May 6, 2019 · 1
    In case you missed the memo, Kundalini Yoga is my chosen vehicle for total transformation: body,...
    August 24, 2018
    In my first Hatha Yoga class back in the day—way back in the day—the instructor was bent on...
    July 24, 2018
    At last, the gentle tribe safe enough to invite into my blanket fort for whispered secrets—and...
    My Airbnb host Kaira (who speaks Farsi and several other languages) messaged back that the entire...
    Australia invites folks to go alcohol-free during the month of July for a great cause: Dry July...
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  • “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with

    your one wild and precious life?”

    -Mary OliveR

  • The voice behind the blog

    I've been called a free spirit,

    a piece of work, a living cartoon, clean freak, space cadet, earth angel, dizzy bitch and the Queen of Shit. All said by people who love me—the last one footnoted as “not in that moment.” Thanks to eight years of parochial school, I have a Master’s in Guilt and a Ph.D. in Shame. The word Self was always followed by "ish" and never by the word "care." Yet there’s more.

     

    The cultural collective and my beloved mother made sure I was a Co-Dependent Black Belt with a raging people-pleasing addiction. Maybe that’s like saying you’re from California and also from Los Angeles.

    My first attempt to break away from the past was radical rebellion,

    a tack that generated colorful stories but no forward motion toward health, wholeness and peace. Anything headed in the wrong direction at 100 mph eventually crashes, at which point I realized the past still had me by the short hairs. And that’s where the spiritual path began, the long and winding road back to Me.

     

    Not long ago I decided to apply for TSA Pre early boarding status. When I told my husband they wanted certified legal documents of every name change, he lowered his head, looked over his glasses and said dryly, “Well my dear, for you that’s been quite the journey. You even made one up along the way.” Indeed, it has been quite the journey. And now it’s time to start sharing the stories.

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