When I was younger, in my late 20’s early 30’s, music was always on. The only time it was silent was when sleeping. I carried a transistor radio with me to listen to talk radio at my desk while working. Silence was a foreign idea. It didn’t occur to me to cultivate silence. During that […]
Yoga is more than a workout. It’s an 8 limbed philosophy that lays over all cultural and religious belief systems. It doesn’t matter your nationality, your race, your economic situation, the 8 limbed path is for all people. One of the 8 limbs is the Yamas, a set of principles that when practiced allow the […]
Recently while feeling sad and a bit hopeless, my loving husband reminded me of how many obstacles I have overcome throughout my life. I pick the hardest things to do and then I succeed at that super hard thing. Power yoga with fused spine? Check. Single parenting and a challenging career? Check. Recovery from addiction […]
When I stop cajoling, negotiating, petitioning, and outright begging, that’s when I have surrendered.
Sometimes the darkness is brought on due to our actions, as evidenced in addiction. But other times, it feels random and unfair, like a cancer diagnosis for the mom who makes good choices and has two beautiful children and a loving husband.
Sorry to break it to you, but patience and trust go hand in hand.
I’ve been working through Emotionally Healthy Spirituality by Peter Scazzero. He says that we can’t be spiritually healthy if we aren’t emotionally healthy. That’s kind of a no-brainer. I’ve been working on my spiritual and emotional health for the last 16 years, and I gotta say, it ain’t easy. If it were easy, everyone would […]
Those of us who walk the spiritual path do it because we want to live with relative peace and calm. We want to be reasonably helpful to others. When our shortcomings stand in the way of our serenity and usefulness, we are off the path, causing us discomfort, irritability, and sometimes outright pain.
Worrying about the future doesn’t change the future. It simply wrecks the present.
Last March, some of us thought that this would all be over by Easter. Then when it wasn’t, we thought, “Maybe by the summer.” The lush summer came and went; everything turned red, gold, and brown; it got cold. “Maybe by the new year.” Each expectation leads to another disappointment. The disappointments feed our angst like a greedy child devouring cookies.