There’s a message board in the entryway to my apartment, and on it I’ve written a reminder that has really helped me stay present the last week or so. “Focus on what you want.” That means no regretting what didn’t happen or dwelling on what’s wrong. It means noticing my thoughts and dismissing what doesn’t serve […]
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You don’t have to earn a thing.
Right now, already, you are everything. There is nothing you need. Sure, there is plenty to dream of and hope for and work toward, and thank goodness for that. Oh, goodness. Goodness is everywhere, and more is on the way. If you let it, goodness—love—will show you its secrets, carry you in its kindness, sweep […]
In case you didn’t already know
I like to feel good. Stress, typically, does not feel good. Sure, sometimes it’s exhilarating—the thrill of rushing toward a deadline, the zing of taking a risk. But I don’t need a lot to get my fill, and lately I’ve had too much. The other night I did yoga at home, and that helped, for […]
Love is greater than terror.
“Terrorists are jerks.” That’s the subject line of an email a very dear friend sent me last weekend. She went on to let me know that some terrorists had opened fire at a shopping mall in Nairobi, Kenya, and that a very dear friend of hers was there when the gunfire began and was currently […]
Brighter than my blues
I am so grateful for good music, for true sounds from the soul and the chance acts of fortune that lead me to them. I don’t remember how I found out about Noisetrade, nor do I know why I listened to Kelley McRae‘s album two years ago on a January day. Maybe because it had […]
More love, less fear
It’s the first day of 2013, and I have had an extraordinarily fulfilling twenty-four hours. I can without hesitation say this is the best January 1 I’ve ever personally experienced. The reason? Love. I don’t mean love in the romantic sense–I didn’t kiss anyone at midnight and that was fine by me. I mean love […]
Resting in unrest
I don’t always get what I want, but I always, always get what I need. The first time I heard the Rolling Stones sing something similar, I instantly related, though it’s taken me years to realize I can try more than sometimes, and there is no “just might” about it: I get what I need. […]