The earth remembers me. I am not becoming-- I am belonging. Today I walk the path. It is curved the way life curves without explanation. With the sun in my face, trees waking, water reflecting light back to the sky without effort. The earth is not something I visit or celebrate for one day only...She is a powerful loving force I belong to always in all ways. As I witness all of her glorious returning, green rising, branches broadening and softening, life is remembering its

Begin again...green rising from the soil. Spring time is my favorite season of the year where everything comes back to life. Love is made visible. Everywhere I look outside my home...it is training my nervous system to be at peace. Love, gentleness, grounding, perspective and returning to spring green in my heart. After a long, cold winter's rest, the yard's buried treasures begin again to wake up, without fail. I love to watch them slowly and gracefully emerge from the e

I woke up at 5 a.m. and slowly descended the stairs in my dark and quiet home. I walked into the kitchen and mindfully fill the coffee carafe with filtered water from the refrigerator. As the carafe fills, I begin with standing grounded on the wood floor. I imagine I am standing on a wood floor in a yoga studio. As I inhale, I flex my feet and lift up onto the balls of my feet pause for a moment and slowly lower back down onto my heels as I lift my toes on the exhale. A fl

Inhale Exhale Pause Happy St. Patrick's Day A few weeks ago I read about sacred Blue Lotus Essential Oils used in meditation. I decided to order some. Sahu Sacred Oils are made the ancient way by a dedicated family in Egypt who owns the press and who work alongside hardworking farmers and workers to produce these sacred essences and bring them to life and to the world in a sustainable way that supports the family and community. Craftsmanship at its finest. My little bottle

Inhale. Exhale. Pause. Every morning I wake up early. I come downstairs and look out my large windows that open to the eastern sky and I greet the quiet darkness before dawn breaks. I begin to prepare a pot of coffee with freshly roasted coffee beans. As the coffee brews, I feed Rosie, fill her water dish and we step outside. I love the quiet. The morning does not need to be conquered. It only asks to meet it with your presence. I stand on the earth and look up at the s