Today I made an effort to listen to yesterday’s blog. I was in a yoga class, gritting my teeth, pushing my hamstrings past their limits, comparing myself to the most flexible woman to my left (It’s not fair! She has shorter legs!) when I remembered that I could be in the moment differently. My state… Read more »
I admit it. I’m an Oprah groupie. I am so inspired by her guests and discussions that I often bring them here. Introducing Panache Desai, thinker and communicator. He talks about how our judgments of ourselves make our frequencies denser. We empower everyone else’s version of who we really are and in so doing we… Read more »
Everyone here wears jeans…the waiter, my doctor, but not the local tv weatherman who gave his report last week wearing a double-breasted suit holding a chihuahua. Just a tidbit of local flavor, but not what’s really on my mind. What I want to talk about is the Oprah/Deepak Chopra meditation series about happiness. It is… Read more »
I took a break from setting up the house and went to the local spa called Ten Thousand Waves, a gem of serenity, hot tubs, massages and an authentic Japanese koi pond. Upon arrival you are given a kimono, flip flops, an unlimited supply of towels and are told which pools require bathing suits and… Read more »
Change might look like it happens in an instant, but it has been percolating for a long time before it finally appears. As I read some of my writing in the last few years, I realize that looking at my life and hoping and dreaming of ways that it could be different paved the way… Read more »
What a strange place this is. Santa Fe is called “The City Different” and “The Land of Enchantment.” Now I know why. It is like Pleasantville, except more genuine. My electrician also promotes the county fair. My waiter doubles as a real estate agent. I was taking out the garbage and a plumber driving by… Read more »
Let me tell you about the mistake I made. Actually, it was two mistakes. I never had a garbage disposal before. Last night, I stuffed old chard, one-half lemon, cantelope rinds (cut up), and a wimpy head of lettuce down the disposal. It was fantastic! Gone in a few seconds, until I turned it on… Read more »
A Qigong master tells us that we have to step back before we can move forward. In martial arts a punch begins with a step backward. A pitcher winds up before he releases the ball. Momentum doesn’t come from standing still. Stepping back is part of forward movement, a cycle that is alive and creative…. Read more »
Tonight I went to a cultural celebration for peace in the middle east, called Salaam-Shalom. This event featured sixteen Palestinian and Israeli girls ranging from fifteen to seventeen-years-old who attend a three-week long camp in Santa Fe. The purpose of the camp is to recognize and empower women as future leaders. The girls learn how… Read more »
Driving for an hour over parched, rolling hills, with my daughter asleep at my side, we finally arrive at Ojo Caliente – hot mineral springs deemed sacred by indigenous Native Americans of northern New Mexico. Tranquil and serene, only whispering is permitted when soaking in the tubs, it is a gem in the middle of… Read more »