by David Stephenson. Winter has a lot in common with COVID, like being in a dark cave. But there’s another side to Winter I want to explore

This good feeling is healing energy bumping up against my nostrils and inviting me to steer this energy towards my heart.

I remember the day I started a support group for parents and caregivers of chronically ill and special needs children. It didn't go well.

I choose acceptance over resistance. I choose to pause and listen rather than assume. I choose full responsibility for my actions.

I struggled for years following meditation rules, trying to do it right so as to reap the benefit others found. But I feared inner monsters.

As you practice silence, be patient with your mind. It is the web that we peer through to see our divine nature.

I've talked about my commitment to serenity. I make it sound so simple. Words are easy to say. But how to truly live by them?

I didn’t have adults around me who took the time to fully listen when I spoke. To this day, I'm sensitive to someone who's half there.

I’m lost today not knowing what to write about. I put myself up on a pedestal and crash. This past week held stunning miracles of the heart.

I was 35 years old the first time I got angry. It took me being in a really safe place. But I was mad. And I let her know it.

On the other side of this pandemic, we will have changed. We'll be sadder, happier, wiser, and stronger. I ask myself three life questions.

My body is a feedback system. I tune in every morning and get today’s forecast. Am I in my body? I feel my body sensations.

Experiencing anxiety dreams is not new to me. From Jeremy Taylor, I learned that dreams come in service of health and wholeness.

Boundaried walls of expectations help me feel safe and yet are limiting. I like to know what to expect. Today I choose to be alive.

I am made up of two minds. One lives in my human body, aware of my past and present. My other mind lives in my heart where the miracles are.

At times, I have been so overcome by words, I feel violated. Words have energy and carry the same force and effect as they intend.

Breaking open is occurring all over the planet. Catastrophe is striking lives of all ages. People are shaken awake and choosing their path.

I’ve read that core beliefs are a person’s most central ideas about themselves. Everything's filtered through them. Even if they aren't true

I have been thinking about the loneliness of Covid—each of us confined in our lives with our individual configurations. Alone with our fear.

I ask myself this morning, what am I doing with my awake time? Life during the pandemic is different. I searched for what is missing.