The purpose of any truth is to learn to live it. To embody it. Own it. Let its veracity become the key to liberating our hearts and beings on a deeper level.
After all, it doesn’t do any good to obtain wisdom, truth, and knowledge if we don’t integrate it into our being.
Read MoreIt’s a sunny day on the island, and though bird songs are always plentiful here, they seem to have increased tenfold over the last month. Riotous melodies and chimerical chirps accompany these words, reminding me to find the joy in day.
It has come to my attention lately, that I’m very good at getting ahead of myself in life.
Read MoreApril is here, and I can feel the subtle shift that comes with the beginning of this fiery Aries season.
Things feel alive and inspired.
Read MoreMarch has come with a bit of a cool front and there’s a slippery, silvery island breeze washing over me, as I sit down to write these words.
I’m quietly excited: this week marks the first edition of Your Heart Magic- something I’ve wanted to get going for a while yet couldn’t quite see my way to and through.
Read MoreIt’s funny how goodness often comes with a side of chaos.
As if the universe works in waves and flows, new individual energy riding the crest of and arriving on a bigger tide of collective energy.
Read MoreHope makes all the difference in regard to the lens with which we view the world.
The jungle is cloudy with unshed rain as I write these words, the roosters are strumming and humming outside my window, and lavender tea cools in my favorite blue mug as I meditate upon my own history with hope.
Read MoreNew day. New year. New possibilities.
I awoke with a sense of anticipation today. 4:00 was a bit too early, but I think I just wanted to breathe in the year of 2019 first thing. I always enjoy the new year, but something feels extra magical about this one. Like it’s going to be a change-point for new direction.
Read MoreI declared yesterday a soul-care day.
It’s been a while since I’ve done an extreme day of self-love, and the other day, as I was writing a list of “soul-care activities” for a course, it occurred to me that I should take my own advice and put it into practice.
Read MoreI have a new book out today, Transformations of the Sun: 122 passages on finding new life after loss, and as I was doing the final proofing of it over the weekend it struck me how artistic of a book it is.
Read MoreThe summer is thick and syrupy right now. Humidity drips from the trees, and there’s a heaviness to the jungle air, which dropping down to the ocean relieves.
Read MoreI once wrote- about 4 months after losing my brother- that my dance with grief had become a 2 steps forward, 5 steps back, side shuffle kind of situation. And I’m feeling that.
Read MoreIt has been four days since we said good-bye to our sweet, old dog, Samwise. He was diagnosed with cancer about a month ago, and though they thought he would have about 6 months left, things went sideways this time last week and quickly spiraled.
Read MoreIt is difficult to trust in uncertain times.
Trust Life. Trust the Process. Trust Spirit. Trust Higher Power. Trust that it will all work out.
Read MoreIt’s funny how small steps can accumulate and lead to bigger things.
We don’t always know where we are going when we take the first step, but years later we can look back and see that we were on a journey the entire time, we just didn’t realize our own destination.
Read MoreThe concept of home has been on my heart the past few days.
What defines it. What creates it. Its multidimensional layers- house, location, family, heart, belonging, connection, love- there are many ways to define home.
Read MoreThey say the best way to learn something is to teach it.
I teach grief. I already knew the language fairly well, but I learned to speak it fluently when going through the loss of my brother, and in that fluidity I took my words, wrote a book, and have been an author and voice on grief since.
Read MoreEvery field and flower fades, but love is infinite. – – Melanie Chisholm
We found out today our sweet old dog, Sam, has cancer.
A beautiful morning at the beach where he laid by the ocean and sunned himself turned into a nightmare of a seizure just an hour later on the car ride home turned into rushing to the vet turned into cancer.
Read MoreChange is the way of life. I try and stay open to it and let myself unform and flow and let go, though it’s not always easy and sometimes resistance creeps in at unexpected times in unexpected ways.
Our upstairs neighbors moved yesterday- we rent the downstairs of a giant home up in the hills of Kauai and they rented the upstairs.
Read MoreThese days, these days right now- they are our better days. I know it doesn’t always feel like it. I know that betimes it’s very difficult to find the good and to find the gifts.
I know that, and I often live that difficulty, relieved to fall asleep at night and simply be done with the day when something’s been particularly hard.
Read MoreI just lost a power struggle with a bunch of mosquitoes while sitting out on the lanai trying to write.
They started biting, I resisted; they kept biting, I persisted; and then I realized my foot was itching with a good number of fresh bites, so I threw in the towel and bid a hasty retreat indoors.
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