Tag Archives: gratitude

Migration to Muir Beach

I’ve been procrastinating writing this post for a while.

Some of you know this already but for some of you it will be news:

I am moving.

Or, more accurately, I am migrating to the ocean. Muir Beach, California. To return to the Mother for a while. To listen, and write, and pray, and teach, and see clients, and walk on the coast. And to let the whales dream me into the next phase of my life.

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Everything is an Answer to Your Prayers

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Those of us who lean towards mysticism (you know who you are) are afflicted with a terrible longing—to know the face of the Divine, to see the Unseen, to feel that we are being supported by something larger than ourselves.

We are also terrified of it. And so when the Spirit comes, we turn the other way, and refuse its offerings, and convince ourselves that we’ve been kicked out of the garden.

The great work of trusting the Unseen is not about accessing some power we don’t already possess, it’s about learning how to recognize the signs that are already here, and saying yes to what comes.

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Offering Ourselves as Love

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“I do it for the joy it brings. Because I’m a joyful girl. Because the world owes me nothing; we owe each other the world.” – Ani DiFranco.

I woke up Thanksgiving morning with a heavy heart. Even though I had a full day planned, with dear friends in an outrageously beautiful home up in the mountains, there was a deep loneliness in my heart.

Curious, I lay in bed and breathed into it. Not trying to make it go away, just softening, being present with myself, and allowing it to inform me. It was old, achy, familiar, and had a story attached to it about feeling like life had forgotten about me.

The thing is, that story no longer fits. Life is good. I know what I’m here to do on this planet and have the great privilege of doing it. I have a soulful, deep, and loving community. I’ve gone through great challenge and come through the other side softer and more loving, and I’m deeply connected to spirit. Still, most of my life there’s been a longing in my heart, a sense of missing out. As if the universe were holding out on me.

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Flood of Grace

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What a week. The Colorado floods are proof that devastation, anxiety, great love, tenderness, grief, generosity, helplessness, and grounded service all live side by side. What we think of as solid (roads, buildings, structures) is not. What we think of as ephemeral (love, care for one another, generosity), is not.

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Open Letter to My Clients

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I realized something at the grocery store this morning, as I went to pay for my collard greens and sweet potatoes and organic chocolate and lamb.

My clients feed me.

Maybe it should have been obvious.

But for some reason, it wasn’t until that moment—when I pulled out a $50 bill that a client had given me the day before—that it clicked:

I am in a sweet, reciprocal, intimate relationship with the 50+ beautiful souls who I see in my private practice and whom I teach.

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