Category Archive for "Organic Wisdom"

Who or what are you “trying to love”?

But, of course, what is not said in this quote is how to bring into your heart this extraordinary thing called love. How do we love the guy that flipped us off with our kid in the car? How do we love the dog shit we found in our shoe this morning? How do we love the cockroach that just crawled across our glass? We don’t. Notice Krishnamurti isn’t saying you need to do anything, such as “loving” someone or something. He’s saying you need to allow love in and then your experience of the world – including the other driver, the dog shit, the roach even (or so I’m told – yet to get there myself on that one) – will do the changing right before your eyes. Who or what are you trying to love? Why are you working from the outside in?

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Am I enjoying this ride?

I dreamt that I was riding a bike. The town was new to me, the road was foreign. And I was faintly aware that I was not familiar with this whole “bike riding” thing. But I rode anyway. As the roads went up steep hills, I was only aware of the tension and burning in my thighs. It didn’t hurt, and I didn’t have the thought of walking the bike up the hill instead. I was just aware and steady,  my attention to it like a mindful parent: encouraging, calm, focused, and invested in this uphill-ness. As the hills went down, I picked up speed and recognized I had no brakes and I quickly realized my expectations of controlling this thing was a joke. But instinctively, I shifted, leaned forward, and found that I could slow things down by leaning heavier, pressing my feet into the pedals themselves. And I…

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Upside Down Makes More Sense

their story is a cautionary tale a monsoon thunderstorm dropping a deluge on the desert bristling with electricity most storms move fast this one crept over whispering, “Some things you learn best in the calm. No two storms are the same. No two skies are either, so watch closely.” so I let go and found it all upside down and suddenly making sense Have you ever had that sense? That everything is upside and off from the ways in which you thought it should be, and yet – without being able to articulate a damn word of it – you knew it all made sense. This is the fact of Life. It all makes sense. Always. But what throws us around is our ideas of what should be. Our thoughts. Our expectations. Our demands. Swirling and upheaving the whole delicate balance of Nature, of our Nature. It’s terrifying to let…

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Why is it so hard for you to receive?

I wander around department stores about once every 7 years, as evident by the two gift cards I’ve been carrying around for nearly that long. It wasn’t for a lack of trying that they hadn’t been spent. Justin and I had looked, but we don’t tend to find much of ourselves on their shelves. But my wallet needed cleaning out and the summer heat and humidity is sneaking up on us, and I set upon it, determined to spend these damn cards, knowing (hoping) I’d at least find a cami or a tank top. (Shopping is always an experience in itself for me. I could probably write about it alone, but that’s not what stole my attention that day.) I found what I had been looking for, and with a armful of stripes, totaled up my swag to find it just exactly what I needed to spend to get rid…

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The Four (Biggest) Mistakes of Personal Growth Junkies

Do you know how hard it was to title this post? I almost called it “The Four Mistakes of Seeking Self-Awareness” but vague and noncommittal woo-woo jargon only sometimes float my boat and never for titles. Anyway, what I hope you know I’m talking about is those of us that are committed to rising up out of the habit of sleep-walking through our lives to grow spiritually and inter-personally in ways that fulfill and satisfy our desire to experience all that Life is offering and asking of us. I’m talking to those of us who want to be awake and embracing Life. Those of us who already live pretty unconventionally, even if it’s only vicariously right now. Those of us who want more. I’m talking from experience, too. Experience in my own life. Experience with clients who stumble with the same things. These are the four biggest mistakes I see…

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On Showing Up and Rocking It (The Ricki Lake Recap)

It’s Saturday, two days after the show, and I’m still not totally with it. I’ve slept umteen hours and am still finding my footing, but I wanted to get this whole experience down before I forget it. To answer the most frequently asked question first: The airdate is April 17th on Fox, and you can signup here or here to get a reminder or watch the video we capture of it. The overarching vibe of the entire experience: amazeballs. I realized long before the show that this wasn’t about being on TV, or connecting with the beautiful Ricki (whose work I admire anyway). This was about me. It was about making a declaration to myself of self-approval and nonjudgment. About surrendering my desire to control and perfect, and instead forgiving myself my perceived shortcomings and “not enough-ness” by allowing myself to just own Who I Am. It felt like years…

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The 6 Tools I’m Using to Move Through the Ricki Lake Jitters

Sorry to leave everyone hanging. I’ve had a million well-wishes and a million questions, but Life has been keeping me dancing to about 14 songs at once and I haven’t had the time to jump back on here before now. There is so much happening in our world. So many new developments and opportunities keeping us on our toes. And this one. This one is one of the biggest. It feels really silly to say that. It’s a daytime talk show. It’s not Barbara Walters. It’s something I wouldn’t have even considered had it not been Ricki Lake, a woman I admire and respect for the work she’s done in the birthing community. Because of that I get a sense of her heart and her intentions and I’m not worried about sensationalization – this isn’t Jerry after all. So it both is and isn’t a big deal, and my spirit…

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I Have This Whole Other Side (And It’s Going on the Ricki Lake Show)

I can really trace this all back to embracing (I can’t quite say “choosing” cuz Life wasn’t exactly giving me much of a choice) my Guiding Word of Surrender. Life has walked (is still walking) me through a long series of examining and releasing and realigning. It’s been a quiet, still sort of process, like quietly watching a movie screen flitting across the inside of my eyelids, asking me to view with openness the areas in which I was not listening, the expectations I had that were not working, the personal dogma I was walking on a very long leash, the ducking out of the banquet I was doing before it was my turn to make the toast, the ways in which I was battening down the hatches of my lips and not allowing myself to just speak in real terms about Who I Am and what I do. The…

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I caught myself settling for “self-care”

This is a photo from one of the few nice days we’ve experienced here in the Gulf this month. Mostly it’s been cold and windy and ohmygodifitdoesntstoprainingsoonIwillexplode. I’ve been learning a lot about my self-care choices – where they suck and where they rock. Being an HSP who likes to keep busy, likes change, likes movement and energy and having her hand in more than one passion at once all while homeschooling a 13 year old and traveling…means remaining veeeeeeeeeeeeery mindful of that little thing called balance. Because I need my quiet space as often as I need my uptime. And these past couple weeks have been a healthy challenge like no other. I wrote on Instacrack: #Happiness and “challenges”. It’s not so much that they go hand-in-hand but that both are themes in our lives that we get recognize are always there and totally up to us in how…

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And Then Along Came a Spider (Your Fear is Your Medicine)

It was almost two year ago. I was deep in my own inner work, peeling back the layers of my story, probing the past assaults I’ve inflicted on my own spirit, forgiving the heartaches given to me. And I was writing. Pouring my heart out. My truth and soul spilled across the digital page. Blanket sprawled across a grassy field next to our RV park, cool breeze, sunshine. Heaven. And then along came Spider. I’ve always listened to the signs and patterns in my life, always paid special attention to the creatures as soon as they first raised my curiosities (“Mom, do bugs know our name is People?”). I had had close encounters of the comforting kind with Hummingbird for years, a sweet creature that journeyed with me through some dark and lonely terrain, who spoke reminders of my being cradled and held and seen and loved. So Animal Medicine…

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