what meditation looks like at my house

what meditation looks like at my house

so yesterday i divulged to you my foray into the rough waters of deep-thought and reflection. it hasn’t been going well.  sitting “relaxed”, but “observant” is like asking me to go clubbing with the stomach flu; the two don’t really...
it’s interesting….

it’s interesting….

where i find a day’s inspiration. yesterday, i was inspired by the kindness of a friend i hadn’t heard from in over a decade. somehow he had scrounged up my email, and tracked me down to check up on me and my family.  for the rest of the day i was...
connection

connection

connection. we all want it. we all need some form of it.  but how we choose to get it varies. some like emblems of their associations; shared tokens of love to remind them throughout the day of that union and or friendship. others like hand to hand, face to face,...
happiness is….

happiness is….

happiness is a new day. another chance, another audition for one’s shiniest, sweetest, best-tasting life. a stab to re-do all the mistakes and oversights made in the past, such as last’s night midnight face dive into my mom’s homemade, spinach...