As HeartWorks blossoms into her own creature, I’ve had lots of opportunities to work with shame. It’s becoming predictable.
Women caregivers pull on the Shirt of Arrows every morning for a good chunk of their life.
Many of us travel long distances in our year, taking its toll on our mind and body. We can take care of ourselves as we do this.
It sounds so simple, but describing what is going on for us often needs to be re-learned.
Descartes said, “I think, therefore I am.” Really it’s, “I feel, therefore I am.”
Unpacking the phenomenon of the volcanic eruption of rage toward our beloveds that seemingly comes from nowhere.
My inner critic is the mother of my procrastination. She asks, “Who do you think you are?” I respond with kindness.
One day we’re relaxed, in some faraway location, with not a care in the world. The next, we’re back home and all our worries hit us full in the face.
Rather than “Rise and Shine” I’m a “Rise and Glow Dimly and Don’t Come Near Me” sorta gal. I am not at my best first thing in the morning, for good reason.
In helping MSC become more accessible to men, generally-speaking, the masculine within the program needs to be apparent to men.
At a recent course I was teaching I casually mentioned my practice of crying meditation and someone asked, “Where can I find the instructions for that?”
It’s sort of hard to sell equanimity in our current fast-paced culture of instant gratification. But, it’s a wisdom practice that is totally accessible.