Dear Weird Headed Weirdos

That is the title of My 7 year old sons latest TikTok video. Yea he just checked off “make TikTok video” from his daily checklist. It appears Boaz has succumb to my overly ambitious daily checklist ritual. And is kind of doing it better than me. He likes to add things to his daily list … Continue reading Dear Weird Headed Weirdos

Gratitude 1/1/20

1. The rush of aliveness that comes with my spring phase. 2. Chosen silence. 3. I’m excited to breath deeply and push all the passion bubbling up inside me through my veins and finger tips and toes and beyond. 4. I’m excited about the possibilities a day does bring. The blessings and gratitude and understanding … Continue reading Gratitude 1/1/20

Flow Rituals

I know I desire a slow form of living this year. So that I can notice more and pay tribute to more and let myself flow. I’m learning what slows me and delights me. Quietude. Sometimes writing my way through noisy storms in my mind. Some times just sitting, watching, breathing. I want to pause … Continue reading Flow Rituals

Body of Light

I do feel better now. The last few days my mind has been tripping over all kinds of things. Searching. Taste testing. Falling from heights I did not realize were inside of me. Then I decide to go home - The simple but often forgotten practice of rediscovering my body. It’s a slow, patient, process … Continue reading Body of Light

Delight in slow deliberate growth.

Don’t force it.Just enjoy the build up.So it’s slow.Let it be slow.Let your breath and limbs relish in its tension.Let trust envelop the philosophers in your mind.Let it wax.Let it wane too.It will come back around. Press into it.Appreciate its pulp.The sweet elusive magic of its essence.Explore its subtle edges.That bleed like water-color into the … Continue reading Delight in slow deliberate growth.

All I need.

Tonight I drove home from work in a snow storm. The world looking like a Lite-Brite smeared behind cold glass. The snow flakes just pouring down under street lights in every direction. Sugar rain from an endless source. And I thought to myself...“Abundance.” And then I felt that each snowflake that landed on my car … Continue reading All I need.