PROGRESS

PROGRESS

Kerri Walsh Jennings and I have a couple of things in common.

We are both tall.

We both live on the coasts of the US: Kerri on the west coast, me on the east. 

We are both Lululemon ambassadors.

She's a professional volleyball player who loves her sport. 

I am...not... but I  love sports. 

OK, so maybe we don't have a TON in common. But she recently said something that struck a chord:

She doesn't want to be perfect.

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Me? I'm looking for progress, not perfection.

 

I preach it in my classes. A student wrote it on her mat. It's one of my mantras. Trying to achieve perfection is a total waste of time and energy. Perfection is elusive, usually unattainable and definitely not sustainable. 

It's much more interesting to look for the seemingly minute gains that creep up on you. A work task gets a little easier, a bike ride a little longer, a back-bend a bit bendier. It's about having the self-discipline to keep showing up in the world, every day,  and trying. 

I walked the Camino last year....156 miles in 9 days. Near the end, I saw this sign: 

I'm not here to get to the goal. 

I'm here to do every single step. 

Progress.

Not perfection.

On point.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Opportunity

Opportunity

Opportunity is a funny thing. It can send you over the moon or kick you in the butt. 

So what do you do? Grab at it no matter what? Balk in indecision or fear and walk away? Or, do you mull it over, see if the opportunity is right for you, then decide? 

My usual M-O was to do the former. Leap, and the net will appear. Well, sometimes it didn't, and I spiraled in a free fall, frantically grasping at anything to break my fall. 

I perseverated into the wee hours of the morn over decisions that I should have thought out with my heart and soul, instead of out of fear of missing out or disappointing someone. Professionally. Personally. I was putting the best for others ahead of what was best for me. Thinking of others and never asking myself what I wanted or needed.  I found solace and twisted redemption by silently placing blame on circumstances or the opportunity itself. That didn't feel right either. So, I'd lay low for a bit, pull myself up by my bootstraps and then, well, suck it up and move on.  Soul singed but a bit wiser.

Hey, at least I tried.

Well....yes and no. Follow your gut. There's a reason an opportunity doesn't feel right. 

 You know what else I've realized?

Screw the ideas of fear and failure. 

I used to jokingly say that fear and failure were my best motivators. That is a sad statement and no way to live.  You need to take an opportunity for the right reasons. Sometimes you will succeed, and sometimes you won't. 

REPLACE FEAR WITH FAITH.

Live in integrity with an opportunity. Integrity is, according to Dr. Melody Moore, when what you feel, say, do and think are in alignment so you are less reactive. It is okay for an opportunity to come along that is not right for you. You are not obligated to take it. Conversely, If an opportunity arises and it feels right in your gut and Soul, go for it. 

I have tried this and it has blossomed in ways I could only dream about. Opportunities to teach workshops, assist for amazing local, national and international teachers, and integrate my writing into my yoga practice and classes. Exploring avenues in television work. Taking a leap of faith in myself and saying yes to a writing workshop in Taos (which, by the way, scares the bejeezus out of me in a really good way).  The right opportunities beget additional right opportunities. 

Fear is not a motivator, my Maverick friends, it is a liar and a trickster. It makes up stories. Faith, on the other hand, is your steady and true companion. 

Opportunity in integrity puts you in alignment.

You do You. 

For You.

And that's the best reason of all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Role Model

Role Model

I am not a role model. 

I repeat.

I. am. not. a. role. model.

Last night two of my favorite people in the world got into a heated discussion about role models. For them, role models are admired because they look and act differently, thus making it okay for every little girl to feel great in their own skin. I was then asked who was my role model when I was growing up. 

My mind went blank. And silent. And empty.

I didn't have one.

I slightly panicked as they pressed.

And then my heart sank as my favorite little one in the whole world told me I was her role model.  

What. The. Fuck.  

It took me 24 hours to regain my composure. One of those peeps joined me on a really long car ride to New Jersey the next day. I thought we would sing and laugh and talk soccer. I was so caught up in my own damn head that I had shut down and couldn't snap out of it.

These beautiful and wonderful women have no idea that I didn't feel comfortable in my skin for a really long time. I made a lot of mistakes. I grew up in an era of learning the hard way. There were no role models. There were no women doing what I wanted to do. No parents that were in my chosen field. I didn't think about it, never considered not trying, I just got shit done. I was lucky enough to earn opportunities that sometimes took me in way over my head. Sometimes I struggled in the water. Sometimes I swam effortlessly. I never drowned.  

I am not a role model.

I am a survivor. 

No one sees that for just about every success I had, there was a ton of hard work, angst, frustration, and sleepless nights. And failure. The feelings of not being worthy, of being a fraud, overwhelmed me at times. No one saw that. Well, maybe one boyfriend who looked down at me as I lay on the kitchen floor in a tired, panicked moment of self-doubt. He told me to suck it up.  (Note: Don't EVER say that to anyone. It does NOT motivate.)

I am not a role model.

I am a grinder. I learned at the school of hard knocks.  I worked really hard to get the basics done. I failed at relationships. A LOT. I said the wrong things and acted stupidly. Hardly role model material. 

After I dropped my friend off last night, I gave myself a mental kick in the ass and thought about people I love who have qualities I admire:

My friend Todd, who is as loyal as the day is long, smart as a whip, always offers a strong shoulder and is a damn fine drinking partner.

My friend Dennis, one of the most talented directors I know and an even more stellar person. And, funny as shit when the shit hits the fan.

My brother John, who always seems to keep HIS shit together no matter what life throws at him. 

My bff Debbie, who is stronger mentally, physically and emotionally than just about any person I know.

Megan....my rockstar traveling companion who is always headed in the right direction, even though she sometimes feels she is off course.  I admire her raw honesty and her ponytail is always on point.

Aly, who is tirelessly working in a man's world. Welcome to the club, sweets.

Tim...because he is super smart, and funny and just...Tim.

And Brenda...hands down to the kindest and most loyal person ever.

I could go on and on. They are all loving, rock solid, talented, intelligent, funny as hell, sometimes insecure and vulnerable, and usually self-deprecating. 

They are 'live-ers', givers, and pseudo-sinners and I love them with all my heart. 

Because they...WE... try really hard, and by hook or by crook, succeed at what we do. Professionally...personally....quietly.

Mavericks, for sure.

Trailblazers, definitely.

And yes, role models.  Unknowingly. 

 

 

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TRANSITION

TRANSITION

 

 

Maverick souls: listen up.

IT'S A NEW DAY. A NEW SEASON. IT'S MOTHER NATURE'S GENTLE REMINDER THAT THE GAME IS ABOUT THE CHANGE. 

THINK OF IT AS AN OPPORTUNITY TO RESET. 

BEGIN ANEW.

WHAT IS THAT RIDICULOUSLY DOPE SOUL of yours WHISPERING AS THE SEASONS SHIFT?

'It's time for transition. ' 

BRING IT. I'M READY. MY SOUL IS ACHINGLY VIBRATING WITH THIS IMPORTANT QUESTION:

 

'what is spirit's highest vision of itself as me in human form?'

Whoa. Holy shit. 

Take a minute and roll that over your tongue. Digest it. WAIT. Back it up. What is Spirit?

What is Spirit to you? What does Spirit look like?  How does it feel when you try to wrap it around your brain and swirl it around your heart and Soul?  

I believe Spirit is in all of us. It is all of us. Spirit is the universal energy that links all sentient beings together, . We are made of Spirit. We are Spirited. Spirit is innate and intangible but oh-so rock solid when our faith is strong. One of the most amazing things about Spirit is we can shape it into whatever we want it to be

Now think big picture. When we are in transition, everything changes. Our life becomes an opportunistic journey to return this beautiful spark inside of us back to Source in a smarter, kinder, more empathetic and brighter light. 

Spirit experiences life through us and we get to make the collective Whole stronger and better through the sliver of....us.

You=Spirit=Universal energy=One.

just BRILLIANT.

It's also a daunting responsIbility. What if we make a wrong decision? Take a wrong path? What if we disappoint, are inadequate or don't live up to our potential? What if we fall and fail?

The truth is, you may make a wrong decision. You may take a wrong path. That's how you learn. You will disappoint. You will fall and fail.  That is a part of growth.

GET UP. Don't be afraid of the fall. Falling teaches us not to get attached to perfection. 

Make a decision. And then another. Say yes to success.  Rise and grind.    

Today, choose one thing in your life you want to change and go for it. For me, it is the discipline of writing.

Tap into your Spirit. Your Maverick Soul.

Onwards and upwards.

BE A GAME CHANGER. 

You got this. 

Because you have Spirit.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silence and Collaboration

Silence and Collaboration

Sitting in silence.

Waiting. 

The Silence is deafening.

So you wait some more.

And soon there are stirrings in the soul. The Universe...Spirit...the God of your own understanding...begins to whisper. The longer you remain still, the clearer it becomes.  As it resonates in your soul, the idea adheres to the fibers of your being. If nothing is done, it begins to fade.

You are left with a decision. 

Do you act? Remain silent? The choice is yours. 

Everything is energy, the foundation or core to every being. Everything is One. This idea that was floating around the atmosphere chose YOU to realize it. if you choose to ignore it, the energy will move on to find another soul to collaborate with. The Universal nudge will find a way to make its ideas a reality.

But what if you acted upon it? What if you took this idea and ran with it, realized it? Brought it to fruition? What if something you did created a positive change that had a domino effect for more positive change? 

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our Darkness, that most frightens us.  ~Marianne Williamson

Maverick Souls jump in. Maverick Souls may be afraid, but they bulldoze their way through the fear. 

Maverick souls get shit done. 

Everyone has a bit of maverick in their soul. Tap into it. The world needs you. Now more than ever.

 

 

UBUNTU

 

Alright people, take a breath. These are uncomfortable and unsettling times; everyone can at least agree on that.  You know what is going to get us through?

Ubuntu. 

Roughly translated: I am who I am because of who and what we are.

The great Desmond Tutu described it best: "It speaks of the very essence of being human. 'So and so has ubuntu'. Then you are generous, you are hospitable, you are friendly and caring and compassionate. You share what you have. It is to say, 'My humanity is caught up, is inextricably bound up, in yours. '"

This is why I have the utmost faith that everything is going to be okay. Better than okay.  All great changes are preceded by chaos. We are in the chaos phase.

It's the Universal nudge that it is time to pay attention.

And people are. Have you noticed that just one year ago our topic of conversation was of Jon Snow and whether he would live or had died? Now, we talk about immigration, women's rights, education, and pipelines. We study these topics, learning and deciphering fact from fiction. And soon, out of that research, will come an educated opinion.  And out of that educated opinion... change.

Because We are a melting pot of brilliance with a dash of sass.

Because...

We have ubuntu.

 

Ubuntu

I'm With...Us.

em·pa·thy

ˈempəTHē/

noun

  1. the ability to understand and share the feelings of another.

 

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This is what empathy looks like.

More than 600,000 people flooded Washington on Saturday in the Women's March. Hundreds of thousands more marched across our great country. More than 5 million people worldwide participated in a peaceful, fearless, nonviolent gathering to support... everyone. Shoulder to shoulder. No panic, pushing, yelling or fighting. All different classes and races were represented to show each other civility and support. Why? For a multitude of reasons. To experience the democratic process. To protect civil rights. Human rights. Disability rights. Reproductive rights. Education reform. Environmental reform. To be a part of a like-minded collective. And because....

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I truly believe we live in the greatest country. We can hold protests without fear of retribution. We can speak our minds without fearing for our lives. I believe in the overall goodness of humanity. And I believe we CAN make a difference because we have to. 

 The reality in 2017 is we are not equal. Have we made progress? Yes. But not enough. Do you have a physical or mental disability?  Are you handicapped by the color of your skin, socioeconomic status or gender? You're beginning five steps behind the starting line before you even get out of the gate. I march with you. 

Speaking as a woman about women as that is my vantage point: We don't get paid the same as our male counterparts. We are praised more for our beauty than our brains. And God forbid we are not 'perfect' by society's standards.  I have taken the blame for men's (and sometimes women's) bad decisions because 'they'll be more accepting of your mistake' or 'they won't be so hard on you.' I silently shouldered the brunt of the backlash. Why? Because  I was afraid. Afraid of retribution and repercussions.  I have been called a bitch, a cunt, weak, and useless.  I never want anyone to feel the shame, the embarrassment and the humiliation of not feeling good enough that I have felt.  I don't want anyone to be bullied or coerced. I march with you.

I walked with two women who show me daily what a healthy, loving relationship looks like. I proudly walk with you two. 

 I want to help protect Mother Earth, because if we keep disfiguring and sickening her, she will rise up and fight back. And She is way stronger than we are. I march with you. 

So I jumped on a train and rode 7 hours to Washington. I watched as more and more marchers poured into the cars with each stop. They quietly turned the cafe car into an arts and crafts area, as signs were made, supplies shared and an easy camaraderie quickly formed.

We moved in a sea of humanity that rippled with waves of empathy, buoyed by the force of the message that we are not alone.

 We need to be better. I truly believe we can be. We just need to make ourselves seen and heard. Because this is what democracy looks like. This is what humanity looks like. This is what WE look like.

And I'm with Us. 

 

Turn The Page

 


Shadows and Light

Shadows and Light

It's a new year and it's all about the numbers.

12 new chapters.

365 new pages to write...or rewrite. And then rewrite again.

And 4 words to thread throughout the fabric of this year: Faith, Determination, Passion, and Hope.

It's a mental thing, this need to start over, as we can technically do it at any time. But January is the official starting over point....a supposed clean slate, We all know it's bullshit but it gives us collective hope that we can make concrete changes.   Maverick souls know better.  We know that it is simply a time of transition. A new month, a new week, a new day, a new hour, a new minute....seconds strung together to present opportunities to begin anew. Change can blissfully occur at any moment. We possess the ability to change everything in a second....

...Just by changing a mindset.

We also know January can be the darkest time of the year for many as the holidays end and winter stretches fiercely in front of us. How do you bring light and magic to this time?   How do you believe in a Present bursting with potential and a Future made up of dreams and always so far away? 

 

WITH FAITH, DETERMINATION, PASSION AND HOPE.

Faith. What roots your soul? What and who do you believe in? Have faith that you can do anything you set your mind to. Because you can. That unwavering faith roots you.

Determination. What are you determined to change? Believe in yourself and your capacity for carving out a better opportunity.

Passion. What are you passionate about? Your passion fuels your determination. Manifest your passion. Set intentions for change that incite passion in your soul.

 

Hope. HOPE THAT THINGS CAN AND WILL CHANGE FOR THE BETTER, AND THAT YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE.

 

 

One other thing: Now is the time to be creative. I once read that creativity is the courage to live your life in a way that best expresses who you are. For me, that means I'd like to write a great story. Live a great story.

Lacking courage? Find a mentor, then be one. 

Just. Get. Started. 

The most valuable and important things come to us when we cultivate the courage to be imperfect, vulnerable and compassionate, to others and ourselves.

And THAT, my Maverick friends, can be really hard. More to come on this in a future blog...

 

Okay, one really last thing: my amazingly talented friend Jay Williams had this to say about the journey, and it may be one of my mantras for 2017:

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Repeat: You have to enjoy the process of the grind. Sheer brilliance, Jay. 
That's what we're going to do for the next 12 months. 52 weeks. 8,765.82 hours. 
31,556,953 seconds. If that's daunting, how about we start with an inhale and an exhale?
Just START.

Consider this a written kick in the ass. 

And on we go.

Of Service

Sometimes everything

has to be

inscribed across

the heavens

so you can find

the one line

already written

inside you. 

~David Whyte

This is where we are today, in this world, a time where people are being called to action. To move when most everything seems stagnant. We need to listen to the whispers inside of us that ache for change. We need to be the change.

Your purpose, your work. What is calling you? How does the Power of Being of Service speak to you? 

Author Elizabeth Gilbert wrote a wonderful book called Big Magic.  She believes you can catch ideas that travel through the Universe looking to be realized. You have a choice: act upon them and bring them to fruition or let them go. Ms. Gilbert believes that ideas want to be caught and realized, and they will keep bouncing around the universe until they find their 'match.' 

My friend, Robyn Ivy, is a perfect example of this. Robyn is a gifted photographer known for capturing the essence of her subject. Her gift led her from one photo shoot to a second, life-changing one.

 

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Dorian Murray. Age 8. Suffering from an untreatable form of pediatric cancer, and really pissed off that this photo shoot was taking so long.  Robyn met Dorian after a chance meeting with Dorian's Mom, Melissa. A friend had purchased a photo shoot to help lift Melissa's spirits and change her outlook. It also changed Robyn's, and led to a soul-shattering movement called Project 3.8 - named for the 3.8% of national funding given to pediatric cancer research. 

Robyn loved this photo of Dorian. So did the world. The photo capturing Dorian's attitude became the face of pediatric cancer and the DStrong Movement, a foundation in Dorian's name to help children with cancer.  But something was niggling Robyn. Too often, images of children with cancer are scenes from their hospital bed. Whispers told her there was another side of the story. What did their FIGHT look like?  How could she capture the way these children fought cancer, their level of acceptance, surrender, and grace,  AND help bring awareness? 

Using only a pair of boxing gloves as a prop, Robyn captured their Spirit by doing what she does best. 

 

James Green, age 17

James Green, age 17

19 portraits would soon come together, 20 including Dorian's, with Dorian being the only angel amongst them.  

 

Evangelina Hill, age 4

Evangelina Hill, age 4

The beautiful new face of an old fight. Strong, fierce, yet soft in their strength.  

 

Sebastian Calado, age 6

Sebastian Calado, age 6

"No one wants to talk about kids with cancer...it's time to turn hope into real help." ~ Robyn Ivy
That's exactly what Project 3.8 did. This traveling exhibit raised awareness and funds for the Dorian j. Murray Foundation. And Robyn's fear of no one showing up? Totally unfounded. The crowds came. Night after night. So did many of the children in the portraits, to the absolute delight of their audience.  Robyn now wants to take the exhibit nationwide and photograph children in different states. 19 of them, with the 20th always being Dorian.
See what happens when you listen to the call of service?

When ideas sift through your soul, GRAB the one that touches your Spirit and run with it...

Be of service. now. 

Please.

 

 

Unsettled

Unsettled

I feel unsettled, like I'm missing something. For me, it usually means change is coming. 

 

Maybe it's the change of seasons. Maybe it's the unnerving political climate. Or maybe it's just a shift within me, a crack that's starting to appear.
 You can hear the breaking in the 'In Between', those fleeting moments of just Being.  Cracks, groans, flashes of ideas. Moments that are far too fleeting and hard to hold onto.

The new basketball season is about to get underway, which means racing from airport to airport, site to site. Then home again. hOMe again. Two very different lives that get cobbled together and wedged between a personal life. Change the job description, insert yours...Sound familiar?

It's on those endless plane/train/car rides we begin to search for the meaning of the 'In Between.'

Desperately we furrow our brows as we try to hear harder, cling to fleeting thoughts as they come too quickly and sometimes imperceptibly. Or worse, we ignore them; It's easier to stuff them down as these moments are unnerving. It takes us out of our comfort zone and makes us feel like we are somehow losing control. 

We are not.

Listen. Start with an acknowledgement.

And then another one.

Let it roll around your brain for a bit and see how it intellectually feels.

And then, let your soul see how it feels.

Somewhere... where the head, heart and soul align... in the in between...the answer lies.

You break open, you make changes or you don't, and you continue.

 Until one day, the feeling of unsettledness creeps in again...

 

 

 

 

 

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True Colors

True Colors

'loving yourself through the process is where your courage lives....'

Not good enough.

Too old.

Too fat.

Unqualified.

Stupid.

Socially unacceptable.

 

Oh, those voices inside (and outside) our heads. Why do we listen and engage in these conversations? They're just stories and most aren't true, not even close . We play head games with ourselves, hold onto things that no longer serve us, and punish with deprivation. Where the hell do we learn this behavior?
That's why programs such as the Embody Love Movement are so vitally important to all of us, and the reason why we made a huge colorful mess on our front lawn at Laughing Elephant Yoga this past weekend.
The Embody Love Movement was created by our brilliant friend, Dr. Melody Moore. Melody is smart, compassionate, and funny as hell.  But she is all business when you get her talking about girls, body image and self worth.  'I started the Embody Love Movement because I wanted to empower girls to know that they have value, and that they have a particular contribution to make to the world. I wanted girls to recognize that they are worthy, and that that worth is not conditional. The culture is sending the opposite message, and I grew weary of watching girls disappear into insecurity, depression, and Eating Disorders. I wanted to prevent more self-loathing and self-harm and contribute to self-love and self-acceptance. There will never be an end to the need for each of us to care for, value, and appreciate ourselves. And until we can do that, we will never be able to care for, value, and appreciate each other.
Color Me Bad

Color Me Bad

Just about every woman I've spoken with has a dysfunctional relationship with her body. We love it, we hate it, we're embarrassed by it.  I still subconsciously judge how my day is going to be by whether or not I can see my hip bones. I've been doing this ritual since I was 12. Seriously.

 My BFF Debbie Valois and I recently talked about body image, eating disorders, and the lifetime struggle with liking ourselves.  Debbie has battled with an eating disorder for over 30 years. It has reared its ugly head every decade, and after the last fight three years ago, Debbie felt enough was enough. She was tired of battling numbers and labels and most of all not feeling good in her own skin. International yoga teacher Seane Corn suggested that Debbie seek out Melody and her program.  'I took Melody's workshop in Dallas two years ago and it was a game changer. I really feel it is helping me break the cycle.'  The program teaches us to face our fears, insecurities and demons and realize they are just shadows in our bright souls. Acknowledge them with detachment, and let them go. Debbie felt so strongly about the Embody Love program that she  now teaches it.  

 

 

Debbie showing her true colors

Debbie showing her true colors

The Embody Love Movement never turns anyone away, so Debbie asked if we could do a fundraiser to help Melody and company at Laughing Elephant. Duh. But  we can't do anything without a playful twist: an outdoor yoga class morphed into a splashy color class followed by everyone's childhood nightmare...dodgeball. Yep. Crazy colors evened the playing field, as everyone soon looked the same, and dodgeball? Well, let's just say no one was picked last.  

 

 

Flair

Flair

Marianne Williamson famously stated "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our Darkness, that most frightens us." 

Don't be afraid of the Darkness; it makes our light seem brighter, gives us depth and helps us to learn to love the gray areas. We also need to stop giving cred to our critical inner voices. Changing these conversations within ourselves can be really difficult; so where do we start?

Use kind words for yourself. Find 5 things you are grateful for every morning. Seane Corn has a list of non-negotiables for her life. Make your own and stick with it. And remember: no matter how much of a Maverick you are,  if you have ever felt isolated, please know you are not alone. Many of us have been there. Some still are.

change the vocabulary.

it'll change the dialogue. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Debbie Valois will be teaching an Embody Love Workshop this November 14 from 6p-9p at Laughing Elephant Yoga. Please go to www.laughingelephantyoga.com for more details. Not in New England? Please check out www.embodylovemovement.org to find a facilitator near you.

We Are The Camino

We Are The Camino

Traveling can be a game changer. Traveling the Camino? Life changer. 

 

  We love home for its consistency and sameness.  It's those same qualities that we look to escape from.  Traveling is the cure for the mundane  We search for different experiences and a chance to step out of ourselves. We can be whoever we want to be when we travel. Do whatever we want. Learn lessons. Get further down the path. Being away from home affords us the opportunity to think and let go of our mistakes, heartaches, frustrations, and fears. It creates space to breathe life into hopes and dreams and fans that small flame within that gives you the courage to be you.  

This is all just amazing, right?  Armed with a new sense of self, we return home, and then, usually within a couple of days, our personal journey resolutions come to a screeching halt, like the cartoon road runner vibrating to a stop. Reentry is hard. Really hard. That Experience, the change that occurred within us, is fiercely coveted and growingly elusive as we step back into our lives.  How do we keep the journey going and growing at home?  

How do you deal with your new normal in a place where nothing changes but everything about you did?

When Meg and I walked the Camino, a hotel desk clerk told us that 'We are the Camino.' It was a brilliant, beautiful observation. We each are on a journey of our own design, each a unique energy moving towards the collective as we create our own Path along the Way. I've mentioned that the Camino symbol is the scallop shell: the shell has lines that groove from the outer rim to a point at the base. The lines represent the many geographical paths you can take to Santiago, Spain, the spiritual destination of the Camino.  The shell also symbolizes the many different paths-physical, emotional, spiritual, religious- that lead to the same place, the Universal Source. The collective You. 

Think about this:  maybe it's not so much expecting home to change. Maybe we need to be the change in our communities. Home is just a different path with a few more bumps along the way.

You do you. 

Slowly. Deliberately. And with rockin' blind faith.

 

And hopefully, one day,you discover the balance is just right...and you  find that your life has...

 

that perfect ease. 

 

And sustaining that? That's where the real work begins...

We are always under construction

We are always under construction

Rock Solid

Rock Solid

Same name, different energy, same path  

Same name, different energy, same path  

Bliss

Bliss

The Way at Laughing Elephant

The Way at Laughing Elephant