Cancel Culture. Virtue Signaling. Throwing Shade.
Like you, I’ve heard these terms repeatedly in this past year while we are incarcerated in our protective bubbles. I bristle every time.
Cancel Culture is used instead of acknowledging that people are calling for accountability and consequences. The people who use the term and who coined it want to dismiss the demands for justice and reparative behavior. “Cancel Culture” is called when a statue glorifying the confederacy is taken down, or a person who is historic but not heroic is called into question. Cancel Culture is called when an entertainer or business person…
Everyday lately I get up, splash water on my face and go for a walk in the development where we live. It’s like a walk in a neighborhood except its gated, tranquil, with very few people and cars to navigate. I walk past the pool, the new buildings being built, the larger homes on the the marina. I walk close to the water to greet the birds I’m beginning to recognize without knowing any of their names. …
And what else are we believing without investigation?
Right up front the lies are:
You are separate from God/The Universe/Nature/Source/Energy/Life by any name or form
What the world thinks of you matters and
Your inner guidance is not authority.
It is a lie that you are separate from That which created you. You were created out of It, therefore it is impossible to be separated from It.
It is a lie that you are separate from nature in every form and every human being on the planet. We are primarily energy and open space as is every other thing. There…
In January 2018 while at an all inclusive resort in Mexico where I imbibed no less than 4 shots of tequila while in the hot tub (not to mention at the bar while playing dominoes), I read a book called “Bright Line Eating”. The art and science of getting thin, happy and free. The science of addiction to sugar and flour were so compelling in this book that I decided right then and there that I was going to stop that day. The bright lines: No Flour. No Sugar. Three meals a day/no snacking. Measured food/eating to plan.
When I started coughing on March 10th my wife and I decided to treat it as if it was the virus. We separated, sleeping in different rooms, did not share any items, did not sit too close. I washed my hands every time I blew my nose or coughed into a Kleenex. She washed her hands constantly too. We had antibacterial wipes in every room and wiped down surfaces all day long. For two weeks, only she was allowed in the kitchen and I kept my distance.
We use essential oils for healing so she slathered my back with a…
The experience of being a writer who doesn’t write regularly is like staying on the subway too long. It fills up to over capacity and everyone is pushing up against you and it’s hard to get out when it’s your stop.
My ideas are pressing against each other these past few months and very few have made it out the door. It swings open occasionally but I am preoccupied or lazy, or tired and I don’t let my words make their way.
Last year I wrote over 50 pieces and published 25. This year I’ve written a handful and published…
What if just as you are, right now, you are a perfect gift to the world?
(Repeat as many times as needed!)
There is room for me
In this world
For my voice
For my presence
For my dreams
For my faults
And my fears
My my my
There is room for me
I don’t need to be perfect
I don’t need to be the best
I don’t have to compete
For my place
There is room for me
Just as I am
Exactly as I am
There is nothing to fix
Nothing that must be added
Nothing taken away
A very muggy Christmas to you!
Can you feel the spirit of the season when you are feeling the heat?
At my previous address on Cape Cod snow is drifting elegantly over the trees onto the marshes and out to the sea. In our little Italian home a 20 foot tree has been erected in the piazza with lights strung from building to building to herald the season. Here in St. Petersburg, Florida the birds drift across the pond, the palm trees sway in the breeze and our Christmas tree sits on the lanai where in the afternoon it’s too…
What would it take for you to flee?
I am thinking about refugees. Those seeking refuge. As I write this I look out from my computer and see marshland, forest and sea. Through the windows I can see and hear birds singing sweetly and feeding on the generous seed hanging from its post, perfectly situated for my viewing pleasure. I sit in a comfortable chair in a four bedroom home for two people. I can smell my own sweat from a planned work out and imagine the pleasure of taking a fresh shower and clean clothes. Those seeking refuge. What…
When I set out to take my 60th birthday year “off”, I knew I would not be the same at the end of the year and that what I was doing before was a path I might not want to follow.
Clients find new coaches, events find new producers and participants. I find myself without the drive that pushed me to make plans and goals and check lists.
We are fortunate to have financial circumstances that allow me to contemplate work as a choice. I am so grateful for this freedom because I think it may lead to something wonderful…
Spiritual teacher, coach and writer. I invite us all to attain true joy and freedom, contribute to peace in the world by managing your own mind!