We took our first hike of the season yesterday. Our forest is just beginning to change with the turning of the season. The air is thick with the fresh, sweet smell of fallen leaves. It is a magical time of year. A brisk hike is…
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Your Oldest Fears
Read moreJenny Holzer, Truisms, 1982At the root of every single feeling of discomfort, lies one emotion: fear. Fear is the emotion responsible for all forms of suffering. Sadness, anxiety, worry, rage, hatred, envy, and all other forms of suffering are rooted in fear. However, once you…
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peppers, eggs, & butterflies
Read moreI have a secret. My stomach is full of butterflies this morning. Tomorrow is my bridal shower & I’m a little bit nervous. I haven’t had so much as a birthday party in almost twenty years. I have no problem getting up in front of…
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How Lucky I Am
Read moreLife has been a little bit of a whirlwind lately. Wedding planning. Starting a new job. Stumbling upon challenge after challenge. Sometimes I feel dizzy-sick with it. Full up. Ready to give up. Then comes a magic moment. A peaceful ride home. Sunset rays lighting…
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Finding My Way
Read moreSadness & anxiety have been filling my heart too often lately. I’ve lost focus & I’m working my way back to balance, harmony, light, magic. It’s Spring here & everything is coming to life. It’s the perfect time to re-align my journey & get back…
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The Meaning of Life
Read more“Ancient Egyptians believed that upon death they would be asked two questions and their answers would determine whether they could continue their journey in the afterlife. The first question was, “Did you bring joy?” The second was, “Did you find joy?” —Leo Buscalgia This is…
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We choose pain because we know it.
Read moreI’d first heard about Harlow’s Monkeys in a high school psychology class called Human Behavior. There, we scratched the surface. It would not be until later at university that someone would explain it to me in no uncertain terms, the nightmare of it. The images—video…
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Poetry Friday: The Abandoned Valley | Jack Gilbert
Read moreThe Abandoned Valley | Jack Gilbert Can you understand being alone so long you would go out in the middle of the night and put a bucket into the well so you could feel something down there tug at the other end of the rope?