There is a mantra I love that can help enormously with this process we call Life, a mantra that really should be a Core Principle for Living. Here it is.

Division, anger, violence … our political landscape is truly disturbing. Here are some gentle reminders of how to avoid the “us and them” trap.

We get to choose our attitude and approach to life, even in the storm. That choice is very simple: Do I choose fear, or do I choose love?

On this Valentine's Day, I thought a little education on the heart and on the origin of the holiday might be of interest. An alternative, if you will, to the sentimentality imposed by Hallmark & Florist’s Day, February 14.

Here’s a holiday pop quiz: Do you remember what you received for Christmas last year? Do you remember what you gave? Me either.

What do Donald Trump, a trip to Costco, and my dog have in common? More than you might imagine. A strange confluence of events culminated this morning in a surprising, personal revelation.

I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately. Not the When Harry Met Sally sort, or the infatuation/lust/heartbreak/revenge tedium on the radio that makes my 10-year-old daughter ask, with a look of pure nausea and disgust on her face, “Why are all the songs about love?”

I don’t mean to burst anyone’s romantic bubble, but I thought a little education about the heart and the origins of Valentine’s Day might be of interest. An alternative, if you will, to the commercial sentimentality foisted upon us February 14 by Hallmark, Inc. and the Rose Growers Union 671.

You’ve heard someone say it. Heck, maybe you say it. “I’m spiritual but not religious.” But what the heck does that really mean?

I hate snakes. Hate is a strong word, but there it is. So imagine my excitement this time last year when we entered the year of the Black Water Snake. I knew it was going to be a wild ride, and not just because I hate snakes: I knew it because a year whose symbolic energy is turmoil and transformation ain’t going to be easy.

An essay on love, the truth of motherhood, and spiritual transformation.

If we box someone up and slap a label on them, then we are not required to challenge our preconceived notions. We stop listening, and we all lose.

It’s not who or what you love that matters; it is that you can and do love, actively, freely, fiercely. It is your deepest calling.