Loosen, fingers, loosen your death grip on this very day. Open to the atmosphere of open, drink in large draughts of clear.

The tides of life and creative energy thrive in these liminal spaces, whether they are in the world, our hearts, or our relationships.

He touched the lives of millions around the world, faithfully scattering seeds of peace, compassion, mindfulness, non-violence, humor & joy.

Another song--it could be a modern psalm to the mysterious, the unfathomable, the achingly beautiful unknown. Tender beyond hope.

Today I just want to share a few poems that have touched me over the years.

They flowed with strength and steady pace through the heart of the village and together, they rolled on towards the Sea…

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week Hand to heart. This one is very simple. Just place your hand on your chest, slightly to the left of...

So I've given you a peak into our relationship--sweet, struggling, satisfying, imperfect, and a great gift.

Today in my quiet time I found myself wondering about God's heartbeat. Maybe it was my breathing that started this line of thought...

He just stood there looking at me--quizzically, almost gravely. Then, in his endearing three year old accent, he dropped a little bomb.

Compassion leads to a life of power *with* others. Judgment leads to a hunger for power *over* others.

A few more poems/songs that have been speaking to me in the midst of this strange new pandemic world we find ourselves in.

Here's the toolkit I am using to stay sane, to move through and beyond what I am calling covidanxiety. You could call them seeds of sanity.

You are not alone. You are amazing and wonderful, able to do so many remarkable things. You have handled awareness...