All he wanted to do was come through the door like the six of us did, walk freely. I’m a member of a hospice choir, and we just finished...

I want to prove that my body can heal itself. Do I want to take the Western medical route which bypasses nature? No. I'm working the levels.

I've experienced food bullying since childhood. As I hear people facing illnesses & disorders, I wonder what unresolved emotions are at play

Our egos are built with thick walls fortified by our childhood experiences, our need to fit in, our want for success, our inner judge

I struggle with my inner thoughts, my body pain, my emotional pain, my global pain. I feel everything at a deep level.

Life has been very challenging. Life happens and I have felt helpless and despairing at times. Change is hard.

With the intention of connecting within and writing a morning meditation, I practice exercises to wake up my energy body.

When I receive a diagnosis, I am set up for expectations. How can I be in expectancy?

Expectancy has been mentioned in 61 of Shirley’s daily meditation readings. And I began wondering when and where we’ve defined the word.

I give attention to a spiritual tool as I set an intention to use it in my daily self-care

What does 500 days of morning meditation and reflections mean to me? We have explored many topics using metaphors and phrases to learn.

Divine Love is working in this group as we journey toward spiritual wholeness. We hold each other in love, building a spiritual foundation.

On an overcast day, I gathered my shame and unworthiness and went for a ride. To settle the matter of their presence in my life.

I used to pick up trash on the sidewalks as a spiritual practice. How does one do it without anger, without judgments?

What if the world were constructed in such a way that a person would come face-to-face with a question so profound that it wakes them up?

My attic was littered with old memories no longer important to me and yet, I’ve held on to them forever. It was time to clean house.

I often think about my ability to survive my life. We all have our stories. Using my breath has been a crucial tool in my challenging times.

A book caught my eye yesterday as I gazed in that in-between space in early dawn. It was a subtle nudge I’ve learned to pay attention to.

We have dreams and goals, and yet many of us are stuck somewhere, feeling unable to achieve what we want. What's stopping me?

Yesterday was a day in my history. I lived without a net. I stayed in the present. I didn’t look forward or back. It was a free day.