“If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete.” Buddha. When I recently saw this on someone’s Facebook page, it stopped me in my tracks. Perhaps this is one of the pieces missing in my life. I’m definitely good to myself… nails, hair, massage, etc. But am I compassionate? Would I say some of the… Read More Being Good to Myself
Dear Dad, Well, here it is again – the 40th Father’s Day without you. As I write this, it feels like I am talking about someone else. You died when I was 21. I remember the first many Father’s Days without you, and they were horrible. The day was spent getting stoned or drunk, trying hard… Read More Not Everyone Gets to Celebrate Father’s Day
My job is to acknowledge the need for help and humbly ask for it. I recently had several great reminders to get out of the way and let the answers come from where they are supposed to. The first and most recent example… A lady reached out on one of the Recovery pages I am… Read More You Never Know Where Help Will Come From
You may or may not have noticed there were no posts the last few weeks. My life has felt like it turned upside down. Physically, spiritually, and emotionally I have been completely off kilter. My visits to the gym have been, well, nil other than once in the last 7 weeks. Meditating has been sporadic… Read More Becoming Part of the Solution
Many years ago, my friend Greg Pierce shared that “faith” is an acronym for finding answers in the heart. Rather than looking outside myself for the answers I seek, I only need to look within. Sometimes I remember that, and sometimes emotions overcome me to the point that I am driven by them. The latter… Read More Time and Place
I was recently sent an interesting article on five powerful ways to love yourself. One suggestion was to pen a letter to yourself highlighting all your good qualities and offering the encouragement that you need to hear. Anyone that follows me knows my life is an open book. I decided to write the letter and… Read More Pen a Letter to Yourself
Dear Daddy, At this very moment, on this day in 1979, I came in through the garage, walked up the stairs, and found you lying there. The best I can tell is that you came home, let the dog out on his run, and just keeled over and dropped dead. You didn’t even get a… Read More A Letter to My Daddy
Deciding to allow myself to be guided each day was a huge step for me. I am a Type A personality that makes things happen; I don’t wait to react to what comes my way. That concept can also work against me. Over the last several months, I was slowly digging myself into a hole… Read More There Are Always Good People in the World
The first time I went to a chiropractor they told me the misalignments in my spine were called subluxations. Whenever what I think, say, feel, and do are in alignment, I am at peace. I have dubbed the term “spiritual subluxations” when any of those are out of whack. These can take many forms: anything… Read More Spiritual Subluxations
I often talk about letting the universe guide me. Well, today was an amazing example of the possibilities that come when I truly let go. For the first time in the six years that I have been going to the same accountant, I had everything ready, and I went to see him. When I left… Read More My Car Broke Down And It Was Amazing