On the nature of disease, its meanings, and our role in creating it.

Our lives are so much more than what we can see when the sun is shining. The dark times open us to a greater revelation. The darkness opens a dialogue with soul.

It is far too easy to become wrapped up in what is “wrong” in our lives, far too easy to slip into self-pity and to forget that this moment is but a point on an infinite trajectory.

The real suffering of life—the unavoidable agonies—are not problems to be solved but experiences to be faced and felt.

The eight, best pieces of advice—ever.

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?

The opportunity to come into our fullness is the sacred gift contained in midlife. Who are you? Why are you here? What needs to be done? And what will remain when your castle returns to the sea?

A somewhat amusing foray into the land of adrenal fatigue.

You don’t have to be introspective or make any changes in order to feel better; there is an alternative. In my twenty-some years of practice and study, I have learned some valuable techniques for handling difficulties without delving into the depths.

Saying yes might be exhausting sometimes, and it will certainly take you out of your comfort zone, but it will absolutely make your world much bigger

Every new author has two fantasies when they publish their first book. The first fantasy is that it will be a runaway best-seller.

Reading through my collegiate musings reminded me of some interesting things: namely, seeing how really very little has changed.

When we entered the year of the Black Water Snake. I knew it was going to be a wild ride: a year whose symbolic energy is turmoil and transformation ain’t going to be easy.

Simply allowing yourself to sit quietly in the in-between times allows you to make meaning of what has passed, and to prepare for what is coming.

Four years ago, I began writing a book.* I had something close to a first draft when I took it to a writer’s group. That first day, one of the members arrived late; she looked as if she had just been spit out of a terrible tornado and plopped, disheveled and wide-eyed, into a corn field. The cause of her distress? She had just published her first book.

Trust is tricky. It’s all very easy to have trust when everything is going swimmingly; it’s another thing altogether to maintain total trust when you’re hanging on by your fingernails.

I’ve long struggled with the definition of success defined as money and fame. Perhaps real success is all in how you define it.

The peek into turn-of-the-century Edwardian life—a life so radically different from our current age—is mesmerizing. I could say that I am ensorcelled by all of the above, but it’s more than that, I fear.

Forgiveness is how we unblock all the damned up energy inside; it loosens the logjam and restores the natural flow of giving and receiving.

One of the more interesting phenomena of middle age is the recognition of just how very stupid and arrogant you have been up to wherever you find yourself near the halfway point.