
The Pulse of Thunder
There’s a palpable energy that hangs in the air before a thunderstorm. I feel it in my bones. As nature prepares, I do the same
There’s a palpable energy that hangs in the air before a thunderstorm. I feel it in my bones. As nature prepares, I do the same
As seen on SimpleReminders.com Step beyond your busy mind, rise above your doubt and worry, and you will shift into a place, a state of
Last week, as I was showing up for Cayman’s parents, you were showing up for me—all of you—when I needed you most. Your tremendous response to my post picked me up and recharged my spirit. It was as if you were right by my side ready to offer a hug.
This week I’ve been busy—too busy to write. Instead, of working on my book, On The Verge, I’ve been living on the verge.
Yesterday I had lunch at the White Dog Café with a long time student and friend. He asked about my book, On The Verge. I
On this last day of a week at Jake’s Resort in Treasure Beach, Jamaica, I am once again blown away by the extraordinary power of
Thank you for your tremendous response to my first blog, My Long Road To Right Now. You have fired me up to continue sharing my
In January 2013, I set an outrageous intention to write a book. Once I get an idea in my head, there is no stopping the
There’s a palpable energy that hangs in the air before a thunderstorm. I feel it in my bones. As nature prepares, I do the same by slowing down or stopping altogether. I wait in stillness. As the storm moves in, my energy intensifies. Electricity runs through me lighting up my every cell. I’m alert and on edge while calm
As seen on SimpleReminders.com Step beyond your busy mind, rise above your doubt and worry, and you will shift into a place, a state of a pure awareness — where you know who you are and you like what you see. In this space, in this slice of stillness, you glimpse a perfect reflection. Time
Last week, as I was showing up for Cayman’s parents, you were showing up for me—all of you—when I needed you most. Your tremendous response to my post picked me up and recharged my spirit. It was as if you were right by my side ready to offer a hug.
This week I’ve been busy—too busy to write. Instead, of working on my book, On The Verge, I’ve been living on the verge.
Yesterday I had lunch at the White Dog Café with a long time student and friend. He asked about my book, On The Verge. I relish in talking about the book as I often surprise myself—yesterday did not disappoint. Here’s what followed: I see human potential everywhere. I see it in every student who walks
On this last day of a week at Jake’s Resort in Treasure Beach, Jamaica, I am once again blown away by the extraordinary power of retreats. Stealing away from life, to pause and practice, has a way of always turning me inside out. So much has shifted for me in a mere seven days here—and
Thank you for your tremendous response to my first blog, My Long Road To Right Now. You have fired me up to continue sharing my journey that started with a big, bold intention to write a book about daily practices. I am a HUGE believer in the power of practice. I am actually sort of a
In January 2013, I set an outrageous intention to write a book. Once I get an idea in my head, there is no stopping the train—I am in 100%—full throttle with no brakes. I push up my sleeves, get pumped up with energy, and face my fears head on. It’s life on the verge—on the
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