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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. This magical mystery tour we call the human experience has never been about being or having or doing more. It's always been a conscious-altering journey of accepting the forces of life we can't control and letting go of who we 'think' we are. In the words of Michael Singer, "Nothing is more important to personal growth than realizing you are not the voice of the mind, you are the one who hears it."

    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...
    December 26, 2017
      Most of have experienced that utterly terrifying dream of being suddenly and inexplicably naked...
    December 20, 2017
    Off for a weekend getaway in Prescott, where rednecks, Harley riders, cowboys, visitors and...
    December 15, 2017
    Decades have come and gone since the days when policemen sent me off with a simple warning....
    December 11, 2017
    Buying the entire series of pops symphony tickets is a two-edged sword: The good news is having...
    December 7, 2017
    We were late for the symphony—as in 42 minutes remaining for a 45-minute drive downtown, not to...
    December 4, 2017
    Dining out with my friends Sue and Joe always meant a night of live entertainment. Joe shares the...
    November 28, 2017
    It was August of 1976 when my brother introduced me to his 19-year-old girlfriend. The moment we...
    September 30, 2017
    Charles Duhigg wrote a truly remarkable book entitled The Power of Habit: Why We Do What We Do in...
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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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