Carrying an invisible wound inside of yourself isn’t easy. When I lost my brother in 2016, I walked around for a long time afterwards feeling like half of my lungs had been ripped out.
I looked whole on the outside. Perhaps if you looked in my face you might see the stress lines and grief in my eyes, but otherwise my appearance showed nothing to indicate the deep suffering I felt inside.
Read MoreLast month I had the honor of being onstage in Anchorage, Alaska, giving the talk, “Transform Your Heart. Transform Your World: 8 keys to unlocking the true self.”
Being a spiritual being on a human journey is hard, and I love developing vocabulary and ideas, that illuminate my own understanding and also help support others on their path. Transform Your Heart is part of that mission and purpose, and I hope to soon give the the talk on Kauai as well.
Read MoreMy brother would have been 43 this week. His birthdays are a strange event for me.
Every year that another one passes; I move further down a timeline without his physical presence and wonder who he would have been if he’d lived to see that age.
Read MoreIt’s a sunny day on the island, and though bird songs are always plentiful here, they seem to have increased tenfold over the last month. Riotous melodies and chimerical chirps accompany these words, reminding me to find the joy in day.
It has come to my attention lately, that I’m very good at getting ahead of myself in life.
Read MoreMarch has come with a bit of a cool front and there’s a slippery, silvery island breeze washing over me, as I sit down to write these words.
I’m quietly excited: this week marks the first edition of Your Heart Magic- something I’ve wanted to get going for a while yet couldn’t quite see my way to and through.
Read MoreI declared yesterday a soul-care day.
It’s been a while since I’ve done an extreme day of self-love, and the other day, as I was writing a list of “soul-care activities” for a course, it occurred to me that I should take my own advice and put it into practice.
Read MoreThe summer is thick and syrupy right now. Humidity drips from the trees, and there’s a heaviness to the jungle air, which dropping down to the ocean relieves.
Read MoreI once wrote- about 4 months after losing my brother- that my dance with grief had become a 2 steps forward, 5 steps back, side shuffle kind of situation. And I’m feeling that.
Read MoreIt has been four days since we said good-bye to our sweet, old dog, Samwise. He was diagnosed with cancer about a month ago, and though they thought he would have about 6 months left, things went sideways this time last week and quickly spiraled.
Read MoreIt is difficult to trust in uncertain times.
Trust Life. Trust the Process. Trust Spirit. Trust Higher Power. Trust that it will all work out.
Read MoreIt’s funny how small steps can accumulate and lead to bigger things.
We don’t always know where we are going when we take the first step, but years later we can look back and see that we were on a journey the entire time, we just didn’t realize our own destination.
Read MoreThe concept of home has been on my heart the past few days.
What defines it. What creates it. Its multidimensional layers- house, location, family, heart, belonging, connection, love- there are many ways to define home.
Read MoreThey say the best way to learn something is to teach it.
I teach grief. I already knew the language fairly well, but I learned to speak it fluently when going through the loss of my brother, and in that fluidity I took my words, wrote a book, and have been an author and voice on grief since.
Read MoreEvery field and flower fades, but love is infinite. – – Melanie Chisholm
We found out today our sweet old dog, Sam, has cancer.
A beautiful morning at the beach where he laid by the ocean and sunned himself turned into a nightmare of a seizure just an hour later on the car ride home turned into rushing to the vet turned into cancer.
Read MoreChange is the way of life. I try and stay open to it and let myself unform and flow and let go, though it’s not always easy and sometimes resistance creeps in at unexpected times in unexpected ways.
Our upstairs neighbors moved yesterday- we rent the downstairs of a giant home up in the hills of Kauai and they rented the upstairs.
Read MoreThese days, these days right now- they are our better days. I know it doesn’t always feel like it. I know that betimes it’s very difficult to find the good and to find the gifts.
I know that, and I often live that difficulty, relieved to fall asleep at night and simply be done with the day when something’s been particularly hard.
Read MoreI just lost a power struggle with a bunch of mosquitoes while sitting out on the lanai trying to write.
They started biting, I resisted; they kept biting, I persisted; and then I realized my foot was itching with a good number of fresh bites, so I threw in the towel and bid a hasty retreat indoors.
Read MoreI just saved a poor bird from the clutches of my cat. Though the sad creature did get clutched before I freed it, so I’m hoping at the very least if she doesn’t make it, there is peace and trees at her end, instead of my kitty’s tormenting face.
Read MoreI finished my book today, Transformations of The Sun.
I know an ending when I write one, and after I wrote the last words and went through the final section- reworking, reordering, recalibrating- I realized I had finished my 122 passages for my next book.
Read More“And I want to hug you into me, bury you in the only place where I know you’ll be safe, so I can birth you out in every word and breath and love and beat, as long as you’re There and I’m Here. Keep you alive on my fireweed breeze.”
-Fireweed Breeze from Lamentations of The Sea
