Experiencing an earthquake is an interesting metaphor when healing painful memories. I choose to move on and learn and grow more.

My body speaks to me. Sometimes I don’t understand the messages. Memories hold energy. How can I release the energy and pain?

My preoccupation with the past and the future holds regrets and worries. Life's led me to self-care modalities that have enhanced my life.

Training my brain to stay in the moment is a day-by-day process. One little affirmation can change the direction of my thoughts.

Today I focus on gratitude because it helps take the sting out of the pain. Finding the good takes effort and intention.

I struggle with feeling so much in the world. I struggle understanding why I feel. A change of mind is called for.

My energy is changing. I get scared. I give myself permission to continue and allow it to happen. Just be where I am, without labels.

The love in this valley goes beyond love of self, love of other. I am in love but I do not know with whom.

My silence is a gift. My mind is a gift. My heart is a gift. My human vessel is a gift. I am in charge of rising. I am in charge.

In this valley, there is no longer a difference from one another. When duality disappears, unity is found. The shadow is lost in sun.

Another wrinkle unwrinkles. Another reminder that sorrow holds possibility of relief and understanding. It’s time to change my language.

I’ve been scared away by life again. Two steps forward, one step back. Why does my humanness have to interfere with my happiness?

I've created an altar I sit in on a daily basis to listen, feel, write and deliver. These 300 days of meditation have been a journey for me.

I was letting go removing this daily reminder. The ashes set me free. I said a prayer, closed my eyes and released.

Life gets really crusty when my fear turns into a wall and I go around in circles. I’ve witnessed before and remedy it by taking action.

I know there are things you want. I know you want to be in charge. But integration is called for. It feels like death but it is not.

I’ve lived looking for others to complete me, changing my appearance, my goals, my attitudes, my beliefs. Multiply this concept by billions.

I breathe in patience and breathe out compassion. I stand as one with my spirit and human body, guided by my soul. I am whole.

I grew up with many rules to follow. Until one day I bumped up against a loss so great I fell in. When I fell in, all these rules fell too

What does the silence sound like? In our silence we listen and wait to hear truth. I recognize it when I feel goosebumps. Truth has no time.