I found my benchmark of happiness. It's an act of self-love anchoring me back to the truth of who I am. What's your benchmark of happiness?
I found my benchmark of happiness. It's an act of self-love anchoring me back to the truth of who I am. What's your benchmark of happiness?
What does speaking up have to do with love? Unless you are living true to yourself, you will never believe that anyone really loves you. It's time to speak up!
When you know why you were born, decisions are a whole lot easier because you have clarity that may have been missing for a long time. Here's my story.
Forgiveness must come. It is the only way to heal yourself from the pain of betrayal. Eventually, you must forgive. Not only the perpetrator, but yourself.
Do you ever use your past as an excuse? Do you recite your past as proof that you aren't 'good enough' or don't think you can succeed at something? Is there any part of you that believes that if you didn't have your past, your life would be better? Here's a preview of my horrid past...
Twenty years after their deaths, on June 15th, I said to myself, "NO MORE." Here's what I've learned about "The Day that Changed Everything."
With Christmas Eve just one day away, I want to ask you: What's your intention? How do you want to move through the holidays? What do you want to practice?
When you live from intention, you immediately have a focus. When you have focus, you are able to stay centered regardless of the mess going on around you.
There was a vortex created with Robin Williams passing yesterday. A vortex of pain that some souls will choose to dive into. (There’s a phenomena that exists that when a famous person commits suicide there is usually a rash of copycat suicides across the country.)
I felt that vortex open up and try to seduce me as well. My Achilles heel has always been suicide. It is something that has been handed down through the generations. The latest victim in my family, after my father took his own life, was my nephew Jason who took his at the tender age of 35, just a few years ago.
Jason’s death was like a sucker punch to the throat. It made me feel so vulnerable to the Siren’s song of suicide. She is so seductive.
The lure of ‘no more pain’ is hard to resist when the internal agony has been going on for so long and it seems there is no end in sight. I have experienced that pain in my own dark times and I have fought with the Siren myself. Three times.
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