May you be gentle toward yourself
In case you need a reminder, may you be gentle toward yourself. (Equally, may you be gentle toward all of your selves.)
In case you need a reminder, may you be gentle toward yourself. (Equally, may you be gentle toward all of your selves.)
Sometimes we are the orange bird, and sometimes we are the green bird, and one way or another—and in all the different ways—we are both.
In an interview with Oprah Winfrey in December, 2017, Pema Chödrön shared that during her life, she has had an instinctual inner sense of what is forward. That really stayed with me, the idea, question, and inner sense for each of us of what is forward.
Read more ›I wrote a poem this week after a monthly meeting with a group a cherished colleagues. I described the poem as a kind of collage of things. Later today (with the help of some feedback), I thought that perhaps it could be a nice poem for this longest night—this year’s winter solstice—as well as being a fine poem for any other moment. I’m sharing it here in two photographs. Read more ›
In any given moment, we can ask ourselves questions about our attention: “What is my attention focused on right now? Where is my attention going? Is my attention focused broadly or narrowly? Is it moving around or is it stuck on one thing?” In any given moment, we can also bring curiosity to what emotional tone is going with our attention. Read more ›
Travel hopefully. I am told a local psychiatrist who has passed away used to share this phrase often. The first time I heard the phrase, I never wanted to forget it. Isn’t it beautiful?
I came across an email today that was sent to me on Thursday, April 5, 2001. It was from a dear friend and concluded, “YOU CAN DO IT, CHAMP!”. From what I can tell, it appears I was about a day away from handing in my undergraduate thesis. Read more ›
(As do I, as do we.)
Here is a pivotal question: how do you respond to the multitudes within you?
Sometimes the most everyday things can provide something to explore and/or something in which to take refuge.
This phrase came to my mind last evening after observing Whiskers and Noelle interacting with a cardboard box.
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