Giving Ourselves Permission to Cry, Wail, & Moan

One of my earlier memories is from a dirt clog fight with friends in Kanas.  Picture a snowball melee with dried clumps of dirt.  In our childhood enthusiasm, one of my friends pegged me in the face ... with a rock hidden at the center of the soil.  Ouch!  While the girl I had a … Continue reading Giving Ourselves Permission to Cry, Wail, & Moan

Minimalism, the Power of the Pause, and Wholehearted Living

Cheers to you! I struggle with making time to pause, rest, and slow down.  Can you relate?  Aside from the volume of things that have to be done and what I “think” I have to do, there's SO many people, places, and experiences I want to enjoy.  It's super easy for the suitcase of Lisa … Continue reading Minimalism, the Power of the Pause, and Wholehearted Living

The Rain’s Secret (A Poem)

"The rain told me a secret this morning," "It wants to let you in on it too," she shared. So, outside I sat, quieted, receptive, and slowed, Listening to the murmurs of small splashes.   As I settled, the waterfall of noise resolved, Into sounds of singular gifts of nourishment landing. A soft tune in … Continue reading The Rain’s Secret (A Poem)

Enlightenment is the Journey from My & Mine to Our & Ours

Cheers Beloved! I wonder if the terrible twos are because that's when kids start thinking and acting in terms of "my" and "mine"?  What's more, I'd ask if as a society we live stuck in our terrible twos?  Seriously!  The more I think and speak in terms of "my"/"mine", the smaller, more selfish, anxious, angry, … Continue reading Enlightenment is the Journey from My & Mine to Our & Ours

Letting the Spirit of “How May I Be of Service” Guide Us

In telling my story lately, my eyes have been opened to two key words in my life: Lack and Enough.  While insecurities bias me toward a space of lack, wherein I find my worth in the number of students in my classes, the amount of "likes" on social media, the volume of tasks I get … Continue reading Letting the Spirit of “How May I Be of Service” Guide Us

Everyone Belongs, There’s More Than Enough

Cheers Beloved! My first memories are from Germany.  My dad was in the Army, so I lived in Western Germany twice before I turned 12.  Growing up in a foreign land, living under the threat of nuclear war, having to stay inside because of Chernobyl, watching soldiers with assault rifles protect my elementary school because of … Continue reading Everyone Belongs, There’s More Than Enough

The Power of Self-Study and Celebration

Perhaps the worst and best part of both my divorces was the suffering.  You see, when my mental landscape was littered with boulders of blame and judgment toward my ex, MY LIFE SUCKED and I went into a downward spiral.  Yet, when I switched from being a passenger in to a driver of my life, from victimhood to ownership, from … Continue reading The Power of Self-Study and Celebration

Why Having a Strong Centering Point Amidst the Storms of Life Makes a World of Difference: Yoga Life Lessons

11 years ago I suffered a severe Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI).  A few life saving, and plastic, surgeries later, the medical staff warned my family and friends the recovery would be LONG.  While they were spot on about that, they were mostly wrong in saying I'd reemerge foul-mouthed, angry, and confused.  Though I was certainly … Continue reading Why Having a Strong Centering Point Amidst the Storms of Life Makes a World of Difference: Yoga Life Lessons

Feeling ALL the Things with a Joyous Spirit and Content Heart

Do you ever stop and check in with yourself?  You know, a slow down for a moment, take a few deep breaths, and pause to notice what's going on inside type of deal.  In doing that this week I realized my heart was sobbing and my eyes wanted to water my face ... but my … Continue reading Feeling ALL the Things with a Joyous Spirit and Content Heart

“Disabled” but Not Different or Diminished

Since my eyes became crooked from slipping off a cliff and smashing my face into a boulder 11 years ago (you should see the rock!), I've noticed kids who are too young to know "better" will often stare at me without shame for a laughably long time.  While I'm definitely disabled, when I live into … Continue reading “Disabled” but Not Different or Diminished