Colorful Possibillities
On some level, we need answers. They are the guardrails for our next steps. But as we demand conclusiveness, we...
Bullying
Authenticity is the thread that weaves through the entirety of my life’s work. Being authentic can mean doing the hard, persevering...
Live Beyond
In a ten-year period, I sat with over a thousand men and women, in one-on-one coaching sessions. During that time,...
Mirrored
I had completely caved to clichés. Was it a last-ditch effort, or did I, too, have an axe to grind? We mirrored each...
Heyoka’s Stripes
Veiled in Heyoka’s stripes, my friend rubbed her eyes crying, “Waah, waah, waah”. She is one of those rare people who can lovingly mock others,...
Sacred Clowns
In my younger years, I did not fully appreciate the play in sacred clowns; perhaps I had seen too many unhealthy ones...
Burden Basket
One of the Native American teachings I’ve come to appreciate most is the Burden Basket. When we reach down inside...
Walk into the Beauty
On one day we see a tortoise and stop to examine its detail. On another, we walk into the beauty...
Clear and Clean
With two recent snows, it was hard to realize how quickly summer was approaching. My loving other and I were...
Drumming Beat
I put one hand on my heart, the other, on top of the mesa. Lying on Mother Earth, I wondered...
A Loving Presence
If waves of day-to-day reality are not crashing in on us, the tide is surely lapping over our feet. Weaving...
Playful Offer
Water lapped over my feet as I walked the ocean’s shore. Were waves simply complying with the natural order or...