I spent Memorial Day weekend musing by the ocean's shore, where I found the rhythmic patterns of the tide reflecting back to me a much-needed reminder. Like the ocean, our bodies and our capacity to create ebb and flow in a natural cadence that can't be scheduled, try as we might. I'd cobbled together the trip last month, feeling the ocean's magnetic pull after barely… read more
I used to be afraid of failure. Okay, I still am, but I'm becoming increasingly comfortable with fear’s presence in my life, and I now welcome fear as an essential ingredient for growth and expansion. A dear friend recently ran the Boston Marathon, beating her personal best by an astounding seventeen minutes just a month before her 43rd birthday (that’s Dana above, coming down the… read more
Guilt and martyrdom are overrated. How much sense does it really make to make ourselves feel bad about something we truthfully desire and enjoy, a well-earned accomplishment, or a gift received from the hand of another’s kind gesture? The voice of the Ego has us so well trained when something great happens, it's as though we see a bully in school walking down the hall… read more
