My Inner Sanctum on this Solstice   I often share my belief in silence. I preface my explanation by saying I am a meditation teacher, but not really. Sitting in silence cannot be defined by meditation. It is more a practice of sitting in my own energy while listening and trusting in silence.   Sometimes the practice of sitting in my power leads to tears and anxiety, a distraction of my ego to keep me small in a familiar place buying into the illusion of my smallness. And alwa

We Breathe We live in unusual times. The world is amidst transcendent change, and like a fish, we can’t yet see beyond the water we reside in because we’re still surviving the storm.  Roots buried in complacency are shaken loose. People are dying. People are surviving. Hearts break open as a global movement of awakenings of massive proportions takes place.   It’s exciting and terrifying. We feel helpless and find power in presence. We react in stunned silence and thankfully o

I See Me I manage my fear. I manage PTSD from years of fear. I walk through fear and there is still more. An inside voice feeds me worries that build into mountains and I become immobilized. I am unsafe with myself. Sitting in silence has helped me uncover this hidden presence always reminding me. Life is hard when I am unsafe. Nothing feels doable. Nothing feels manageable. I have uncovered limitation after limitation as I slow down and listen. The difference between my inne

BE KIND TO YOURSELF I was recently reminded of the author, A.A. Milne and his book, Winnie the Pooh , about a kindhearted, honey-loving bear named Winnie the Pooh and his friends in the Hundred Acre Wood. The main characters include a timid piglet, a gloomy donkey named Eeyore, a wise owl, a maternal kangaroo named Kanga with her joey Roo, a busy rabbit, and the boy who owns them all, Christopher Robin. The stories revolve around their simple adventures, which often highligh

REACH BEYOND FOR YOUR INNER LIGHT With gratitude I open this morning’s meditation. I enjoy greeting each of you. Saturday morning greetings have become a sound byte that resonates respect, warmth and an authentic salutation that I feel in my heart. Sometimes I have fun with it as I say your names; always I feel excitement in its redundancy. The language of the heart can be challenging to express at times because of all the emotions that ride along with it. I witness your hear

Play It is time to play. Find wonder in my life. Life is harsh, painful and unpleasant. and yet, I see moments when I could lighten up and experience joy. Whether it is for five minutes or a half an hour, Creating play will lift my heart. Lifting my heart and ease the ache about life. I hold the reins of my imagination. How I use my mind helps me ease my insides and remember past times on the beach with my granddaughter She had purple hair and a twinkle in her blue eyes Col

Training for Life Be patient with yourself In your complexity Your mind is figuring everything out And your heart is listening   And the war starts - which one is right But there is no right or wrong There is no good and bad There is only tender love   The mind believes what it sees Using the filter of its upbringing. Fear plays a part to keep you small Harnessed in its walls of safety.   Notice when things go well, it is like a rubber band As the mind is standing at the edge

Silence & Prayer Silence has allowed me to know what I want because I’m finally listening.  Silence exposes my bully within so we can sit down and have a heart to heart. ·      Silence is a gift that keeps on giving. ·      Silence helps me make heart-centered choices. ·      Silence becomes fuller with practice. ·      Silence is the key to filling my inner void. In gratitude for silence, I offer up this prayer by Reverend Thandeka , who was given the Xhosa ( Kow-sa)  name T

The Journey About a month ago I was asked to perform a task I thought was beyond my abilities.   It’s not important the task or the people What is important is the door that opened.   My calendar was noted for four weeks ahead   I wasn’t ready was my inside voice Yes, I am was my quiet voice   I’m not good enough is my inside voice. You are everything you need said my quiet voice   I imagined myself into panic My quiet voice sat by me in silence   I imagined my failure My qui

Murmuration of Spirit Draft by Chat GBT heavily edited by Guest Host Nancy Bragg   I’ve been concerned about the current darkness in our society where individualism prevails; with emphasis on independence, self-reliance, and choices based on “what’s best for me.” Whereas, in nature, collectivism prevails: with emphasis on interdependence, relying on social groups, and choices based on community welfare and impact on the group.   When I observe a group of starlings at twilight

Befriending Uncertainty Over time I have learned about five or six am is my time when my mind is quiet and my heart is resting. I am not...

Our Universe The world is full of chaos. Everyone feels it. I oversee my little universe. You can too. Practice self-care. Practice...

We are Extraordinary Ernest Hemingway once said, “The most beautiful people we encounter in life are often those who have walked through...

Shimmering Joy  by guest host, Nancy Bragg I was recently introduced to shimmering, as a spiritual discernment and self-exploration...

Circular Patterns Today we begin Week 53. We have been Sitting in our Power together, once a week for a year. Congratulations! This...

Our Breath is Our Bridge – A Meditation on Breath by Shirley Riga With awareness, breathe in and slowly breathe out Relax into comforting...

You Matter I matter. My first breath happened because I matter. My parents created me because I mattered. I grew as a new being in a...

With my head bent, my eyes low, I bow before you. I honor the light within you. I honor the path you walk. I honor your life choices.  ...

Inside Out vs Outside In I remember buying frozen concentrated orange juice at the store. A cylinder of iced orange juice, all to be...

by Nancy Bragg, Guest host Dear Love, What would you have me know today?   Dear Sweetheart, My precious one, you know I love you...