Some days, before I open my eyes to ready for rising, I seal them shut, seething with overwhelm and resistance to begin the day. The tasks are too many. The self-care daunting. I've dived back into th

For the first time in my entire life, today, I realized the actual difference between the word "everyday" and the term "every day." In countless blogs, posts, emails, writings . . . I've technically u

Me + The P.I.C. have been turning off electronics at 6. In these long summer days, it's still light out--deceiving, in the best of ways. I unravel the hose and replenish my garden plot, then the surro

I looked up and scanned the sprawl of yard in the magic hour, just before dusk when the sun melts fast from honey gold to brilliant tangerine, and I felt a sudden sadness fill my gut, the whole of me

Often we don't suspend our own baggage long enough to make space for another to express their own. It can be even worse with those closest to us. We're quick to judge and draw comparisons based on our

Life has become so serious. Not a day has passed in as long as I can remember where I haven't overanalyzed the crap out of every aspect. Every bite of food. My unwavering inability to nail down a dail

I bent up with an "Ooooof!" of pained confusion, only to see my cat's hindquarters fly off the bed. He had readied for launch from the window ledge above my unknowing, slumbering body and catapulted h

The washing machine broke, then my cat threw up. It was one of those days. But did it have to be? I didn't want to plow along on this battered trajectory, halted by each new tiny disaster that ridd

The first words after a long silence are a humungous . . . relief. A smile banana-s my face into a masterpiece of happy wrinkles and I rock with a quiet chuckle at this game I play. Of putting it off.

You are so perfect in all your edginess. I love your flaws. Let's throw tantrums and dance with the skeletons in your closet. Because it doesn't matter now. In my eyes, you are perfect. The m

Sometimes I feel a sadness come over me that can't be remedied and for no reason in particular. It's everywhere within me, spreading through my veins, slowing my breath--a culmination of all the losse

I didn't want to do this video, but I couldn't not . There's something strong inside me that says: "Speak your Peace. Do it with Love . Move Forward." Who would I be in this world if I didn't allow

There's an undeniable movement coursing through my life. I like the word undeniable because it's tangible, palpable, felt . You can't help but notice it. You have to acknowledge it. Funny how you

My phone had only been off a few hours, and I felt my lungs expanding--sensing more space to be filled, as if inside the house I was breathing at only a fraction of possibility. No Audible, Amazon Mus

Sometimes I wanted to go back to being unconscious in my life. Eating like garbage and blaming everybody else for my problems. Long gone were the days of fast food without a serving of guilt-trip. I f

"I never want to go to sleep," she gasped with wide-eyed enthusiasm. It was like her whole being expanded, full to the brim with life. "I just have so much I want to do before I die." She was at

Every once in a while me + The P.I.C. allocate a little cash to give away. It's an extension of our "Happy Money" practice--feeling thankful for everything down to pennies that cross our path, and in

I felt stressed when I let the dishes accumulate to the point of not being able to see the sink's stainless steel bottom. Or when I left projects unfinished. Laundry, unfolded. Wispy nebulas of dust a

It's a rare day in Vegas when I can see my breath billowing out in clouds of perspiration and the mountains are made invisible by a solid sheet of white. The sky is wrapped in a fleece blanket. Spatte

I used to think productivity was packing every spare moment with self-development. Ceaselessly producing, networking, making, generating. Writing a daily list so long I felt rushed before I even start