Jumping for joy can be counter-intuitive when you’ve been despairing long term. Your cells become expectant of disappointment.

Jumping for joy can be counter-intuitive when you’ve been despairing long term. Your cells become expectant of disappointment.
This book analyzes the break downs in communication that kill love-read it before you fall in love… This one is required reading for Goddesses of all ages… And this one is, well, it’s a wild ride.
In this new world, you and I make it up as we go along, not because we lack expertise or planning skills, but because that is the nature of reality.
Discipline is a tool that numbs the mind. When I read this, I felt like there was a ray of light cracking through my living room. This singular thought changed the way I approached my entire life.
Increasingly, we are voting with our dollars, ceasing to fill the holes in our souls with plastic stuff, and living more lightly on a highly-burdened eco-system.
At it’s worst, transparency without the intention of teaching can amount to a lot of diarist wanking. Which has it’s place, of course. Voyeurism and art are great lovers, and there’s a deep translation of shared humanness that happens when we get all bloody and exposed in our creations—and when someone else is provoked by our outpouring, or even more profoundly, relates to it, then, well, it’s a divine kind of wow…
The moment you say YES is the beginning. It’s not when you give your notice or when your novel is off the press. It’s when you say YES to the desire.
“Active letting go” is not to be mistaken for “passive letting go”, whereby life rips stuff out of your grip, or you paint yourself into a corner, or things get so heavy they stop you in your tracks and you have to ditch them just to carry on. Active letting go is a little more…pro-active. It’s a practice. It’s awake. It’s somewhat delightful (except for the agony of it.)
Them: “But what will we sit on?” Me: “Sit on the floor. Pile up on the couch. You’ll figure it out. The sooner you get rid of it, the sooner the right chair will show up.
Screw it. I LIKE to check my email first thing in the morning. It doesn’t mean that I’m a distracted workaholic, it means I’m an excited Creative who loves her friends and new friends and what she does with her day…
Why even have a blog if you don’t want to interact with your readers? A blogger refusing to take comments would be like an artist refusing to take part in a critique. Right?
I’ve spent so many hours in psychotherapy, and retreats, and boardrooms clarifying my “needs” vs. “wants” vs. “the hungry ghost” vs. “healthy expectations” that when I “surrender” to someone else’s “way” it can feel like a stick in my spokes of dignity (and I paid a lot for that dignity.) Such is the foible of Western spirituality. Me first, You next…
Labels are a necessary and unavoidable function of most cultures. We need them like we need traffic lights and handshakes. Recognize if you’ve outgrown your “title”. Deepen your claim, or lighten it right up. Carve out your own personal lexicon. Snug, and radiant…
I’ve got the Goddess of Permission on speed dial and she was thrilled to oblige with this sweeping list of acts of self expression and liberation. We can draw on it whenever we need. Come back often. Build on it. The Permission Goddess sends kisses and high-fives…
You just need to keep your eye on your real power source, or you get all fancy and you start wearing sunglasses when you sit down at the computer.
Depression may be the cousin of sadness, sometimes the defended response to unyielding sadness, but it makes you feel anything but alive. It dulls, weighs, and messes with your memory of your true essential nature…which is that of joy…
Tell the truth, tell it fast, deliver it with sincerity and care. Words are arrows.
This ends a message to your subconscious, and your subconscious takes things way too literally (this is one of those times when you want your subconscious to take you way too literally.)
This interview reads like a meditation; at least it does for me. Clemente’s longing for a sense of wholeness and completion; the struggle to find his voice and break away from the order of things; the surrender to one’s desire… Dig in.
Confidence is earned. No exceptions. There are NO short cuts to initiation. Ever. It’s law. You can do it quick n’ dirty, or you can do it slow, like, over life times kind of slow. But confidence is the result of insight and insight comes from experiencing things on a very deep level…
I’m a recovering Metaphysical Overachiever. After I got done being a good Catholic girl I moved on to being a Good New Age Girl. Subtly, I just swapped one gospel with the other. I just wanted to get it right, you know. I was up for facing demons…
The stories of hardship, and resiliency, and exceptional wealth that were so open-heartedly shared with me from women and men in four different countries… well, be still my heart.
#10: Wholly embrace the organic nature of create-fry-regenerate.
Dogma comes in all kinds of packaging — usually just the right size to fit our insecurities and blind spots. Whether you’re fighting for peace (what a searing oxymoron that is,) or you’re converting meat-eaters to veggie burgers, you do what you do because it feels really good to think you’re right…
Everyone is struggling with the same thing: fear of being his or her true self. Everyone from artists to start-ups to high-level CEO’s; everyone. And still, I’ve gotta ask, “Do you want to be scared or do you want to be broke? Do you want to be scared, or do you want to move forward?”
Ideally, you give yourself the Yes first. That self-love methodology is all neat and tidy and evolved. But I think you still get evolution bonus points even if it takes a dozen power people to convince you that you are fabulous.
When you’re the start-up beggar, it’s tough to be choosy. But remember the rules of nature: otherwise cute and friendly animals tend to get vicious when their territory or uh, nuts are threatened.
Why do we give? Why do we hold back? What does it mean to give freely? When we give of ourselves, what are we giving? Can you give too much? Too much… love? In this segment, I’m exploring the shadowy side of “giving.” The kind of giving that has some barbs on it…
No one can tell my story or share my acumen like I can. My experience is what I sell and the more I show up, the better.
Illusion-nuking-initiation-heat. Phoenix fire licking my soul. Cleansed to naked. Clothed by loved ones.