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’ve decided to put a wall mirror in my meditation room. Nothing fancy. Just something I can gaze at to reinforce my accountability.

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.

I stand before my inner fire and bow my head in gratitude for the losses in my life.

Whenever I doubt my self-worth, I reach for this Soares meditation because it blasts me into a feeling of worth, love, joy and ecstasy.