Monthly Archives: June 2018

Remaining In Love

Living the life we dream of, in the body that we dream of, in the place we dream of, with the partner we dream of is not what creates a connection and commitment to Love. It’s the other way around.

We decide to remain in Love. When the unwanted remains in our lives, our bodies, our relationships~ when despite of this we commit to the path of Love, Love takes the wheel, and the ride of our life  begins.

Remaining in Love

Decide to remain in Love with your beautiful self. With whatever present moment you find yourself in. With however your precious body feels. Let it be, and let Love begin to captain the ship.

If all hope is lost, let it be lost…and step into the power of the accepted present moment. The whisper of Love you feel there, breath into it. Yes, you are beloved. Grasp the outstretched hand of Love and let it draw you close. Let Love in.

You are so worthy of remaining here, in Love, and of all that it can flow to you.


Moving On

I’m moving out of my place in a few days. The adventure continues with a couple of house sitting gigs over the summer, a trip to the west coast for a meditation retreat, and then beginning the next chapter of life, in a new space and in togetherness with another.


I love the space I’m leaving. It has been perfect for me these past 7 months. Sunny and bright, with a great view all around from the top floor, I’ve loved being in this house on a hill in Gardner.

The spaces we inhabit reflect our inner world. I was able to let a lot of light, and love, into my life here. Full size windows on all sides made this the brightest space I’ve ever lived in. The views of sunrise, sunset, and everything in between meant I didn’t have to go anywhere to pause and savor the beauty of a now moment. I expanded on the inside without a journey to some far off place outside of me.


I didn’t bring much into this place, in the way of stuff. Living in a van creates a minimalist. There was plenty of room in this apartment. Floor space free to walk around on and from which to linger at a window and look beyond myself. No television taking up space inside or outside my mind. No pictures on the walls of loved ones in moments past made being connected to them in the present easier.


Our space mirrors our hearts back to us. Are we moving forward in the ways we want to? Are we moving along with the flow of our eternal present moment, or are we stuck in the patterns of past ones?

Sometimes just preparing to physically move on is all it takes to move forward. If you had to move out of your current space in a month, what would have to happen? How much stuff would have to be organized, or let go of or completely? The stuff in the basement, attic or garage~ it all has its match on the inside. Are you ready to let go of all that is no longer serving you?

I realize it can be overwhelming if you have a ton of shit. Getting started is the biggest challenge. In my experience the decision alone is a bit shift. One that will feel awesome, and will give you momentum, as well as ideas of how to get it done, and perhaps whose help you can enlist to assist you in this clearing endeavor.

There is always more than one silver lining to the work we perceive as challenging. A way to make a pre-move purge less daunting and at the same time a powerful daily practice is to instead of making it a gigantic weekend project make it something you work on daily, in a little at a time. It’s amazing what can be accomplished in a focused 30 minutes. Getting up earlier in a devotion to seeing this change happen will prove its worth in wonderful and unexpected ways.  

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Here’s to moving on, in every sense of the phrase. To a spacious and expansive journey forward, uncluttered, inside and out.



I Am Free

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I’m feeling a strength and momentum that is new and different this morning. I’m so grateful for what I learned yesterday, and the perfectly timed opportunity to be of service that reflected back to me why I felt trapped yet again.

Belief is a powerful thing. We can all summon a measure of will in an effort to practice something even if in some way it takes a measure of our freedom. We can even feel a sense of momentum and flow due to aligning with a belief that whatever the practice is a necessary part of a solution.

These practices could be dietary or exercise related. Or perhaps religious or seen as spiritual practice. They could simply be social or related to our use of time. Often they are some combination of these.

I’m not talking here about the challenge of breaking a physical addiction. While it can sometimes feel like captivity during the process, my experience is one of freedom and reclaimed power when breaking those chains.

Fear is a bold and virile guest. It creates thought patterns and attracts information that can marry without so much as a date and nest a comfy home and in our minds as beliefs in mere minutes. And it doesn’t take 9 months for the obligatory practices to be born.

At some point, however, the will, the determination that fuels such practices will begin to weaken. This is because beliefs are a creation of the mind, and while they are powerful enough to create a certain level of mind body coherence when followed, their power pales in comparison to the eternal and universal burning of Love and it’s inherent freedom that is our soul.

We cannot ignore the inner call to freedom forever. Fear will keep us in the same looping decisons around our deepest wounds. Around the places the Light has repeatedly shone through, many times in the form of pain, to call us back Home to the complete and utter joy of true freedom.

What is your pain, your unrest, or your sadness trying to show you? Take a moment to look at your usual reaction to it. Where is the blame laid? Has there been a consensus on the why of its continued presence? Does your response to it set your heart free, or simply temper a deeper fear?

For me the scapegoat for my physical pain has always been food. I can’t eat this, that and almost everything.  Yesterday the possibility that I had it backwards hit me warm and stiff wind. A wind that blew the roof off the mansion fear and information had built in one of the neighborhoods between my ears.

I am through making decisions around food that make me feel a captive. I trust that in the freedom I find there will raise the lower frequencies in my body, restoring it to balance if that is what serves the greatest good for all. And that is what I want. To be of service.

But never at the cost of my heart’s freedom. To believe this is sometimes necessary is the very consciousness we are here to get beyond as a planetary family.

I am free.