Holy shit! You rock my world… lets just start there. In answer to your questions: 1. How dare I dream such audacious dreams? How dare you not… this life is your playground, your blank canvas and you are a creator. To not create in all the most brilliant, kooky, daring ways you can conjure, that… Continue reading Monday Love
Hello beauty. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Yes to it all. To every part of you. The happy parts, the sad parts, the jealous parts and frustrated parts. The parts that just don’t know. The parts who curse out other drivers. No part gets left out. Breathe that in. And repeat after me.. I’m sorry for… Continue reading Monday Love
It’s my birthday! Almost. Which means, The Love Letter Projects is one year old. It feels great, having committed to this project for a whole year. Showing up every Monday and Friday no matter what. Playing with mindfulness, love and allowing as it happens (or not) in my day-to-day life. I love writing and I… Continue reading Happy Birthday!
What happens when you start three different blog posts but can’t seem to finish any of them, and take a nap instead? Nothing. Here is what I came up with instead:
Okay, folks, the question on the table is: What if I choose my life, exactly as it is in this moment? Will I cease to reach for my dreams? Will I become lazy? Will I be settling for a mediocre, mind-numbing, sad, sad life? What if I choose me, exactly as I am? Choose my… Continue reading I Choose You: a path to acceptance
And for those of you who need evidence: “For decades, science popularizers have said humans are made of stardust, and now, a new survey of 150,000 stars shows just how true the old cliché is: Humans and their galaxy have about 97 percent of the same kind of atoms, and the elements of life appear to… Continue reading Repeat after me: I Rock.
Let’s play a new game. I call it the creating game. Now it may feel a little funny at first, and not necessarily true, but stay with me for a moment. Our habit is often one of recreating the past. We do this in the name of truth-telling. Actually, we do it for many reasons.… Continue reading The Creating Game
