Using Our Mastery

It took me a few years to really get it, really get it, that I can use my healing for myself.  It shouldn’t be that big of a leap, really. Oh, I’d do it once in a while if I remembered, or if I was desperate or “if all else failed.” And then I’d go, […]

Taking Back the Holidays

Did you have a good Thanksgiving?  I had Friendsgiving here, which was just fantastic. No pressure, no pain, no stress, no guilt . . . No weight gain, either, because I feasted with other health nuts, and we ate in moderation. I feel warm, but not puffy. Full of peace, but not bloated. Satisfied, and […]

Healing Cooked Up Slow

I live in a town that is, frankly, dominated by a university teaching hospital. This place doesn’t just have branches, not just satellites, it has tentacles. They have an urgent care center in the damn grocery store. It’s becoming like our own special version of Waffle House; somebody stands in the parking lot of a […]

Violence and Vulnerability

I avoid talking about politics, not because I am afraid of the fight, but because honestly, I would rather expend my energies taking care of myself and the people around me so that we can all be our best selves in the face of the chaos and dangers that are, sadly, a reality of this […]

A Druid’s Samhain

Samhain is a High Holy Day, a cross-quarter day, which is different from the solar holidays, or the Full Moon and New Moon celebrations.  Cross-quarter days actually mark the true beginning of the seasons. The solar holiday marks the midpoint. Winter does not begin on December 21–it begins on October 31. That’s why Yule is […]

The Black Dog

This song is true. The first two verses are about people I knew who recently took their own lives. The third verse is what I hope will become more and more true. Eckhart Tolle’s remarkable book, “The Power of Now,” recommends becoming an observer of our thoughts. Feeling something difficult? Take a step back and […]

The Car Accident Story

I was in a car accident when I was four. No, I wasn’t driving. My mom was driving. I was in the back seat, rattling around like a marble in a shoe box, because there were no seat belts in back seats at that time–there weren’t even many seat belts in front seats in 1968. […]

“Game Over” Might be a Soul Contract

I have a former step-nephew-in-law (gotta love these blended/extended families) who probably died this week, a victim of Hurricane Irma. His family was being evacuated, but he refused to go. He believed that the government had ordered him to defuse a bomb, so he fought evacuation assistance and ran. The family was given a choice: […]