Pathway to Authenticity
The road to being the most authentic you isn’t always glorious or exciting. For me, the past year of craving this authenticity has also brought with it great turmoil. I have spent much… Continue reading
The road to being the most authentic you isn’t always glorious or exciting. For me, the past year of craving this authenticity has also brought with it great turmoil. I have spent much… Continue reading
You can get to where you want to be from wherever you are—but you must stop spending so much time noticing and talking about what you do not like about where you are. … Continue reading
…to give up all limited thinking, to take each moment into your heart, and to abandon all urges to call anything good or bad, “black” or “white”, right or wrong, enough or not… Continue reading
If you attend to yourself and seek to come into your presence, you will find exactly the right rhythm for your own life. John O’Donohue ~ Anam Cara From my last blog… Continue reading
I keep putting off writing here. It’s not that I don’t have plenty to say, but there is this unrelenting relationship I still engage in with my non-authentic self. My voice in life… Continue reading
One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice… An excerpt from The Journey by Mary Oliver I realized I wasn’t living the life… Continue reading
I think people easily forget that we are human-BEINGS. With the pace of people’s lives I see all-around me, I would naturally think we are human-DOINGS. The other day I was getting my hair… Continue reading
A friend of mine died last month. Jeanne and I spent many hours with him, sitting on our porch drinking coffee and engaging in stimulating conversation. He was an intelligent, yet unkempt man… Continue reading
A few months ago I was scrubbing my white hand towels on a washboard outside in the sunshine. (Cause ya’ know sometimes the washing machine just doesn’t cut it:) This is the kind… Continue reading
When I am on the grounds of the public school here on Utila, with 300+ children running around, I don’t want to only see the mass, I want to see each one.… Continue reading
(This is an excerpt from January 18, 2012 taken from my journal.) Grief. It can come at any moment. You can see a picture or hear a song that reminds you of a… Continue reading
There is little more precious than a newborn baby. Savanna Grace Allen was born to my good friends, Sean and Rona Allen last Thursday. Her older brother and 3 sisters absolutely love her… Continue reading
For the first time in many, many sleeps I submerged myself into the underwater world last weekend. It was a beautiful, hot afternoon and my roomy and I decided to put everything else… Continue reading
I was looking through some of the 5,000+ pictures I have taken of only my family over the past 8 years and came upon a few of my youngest niece, Piper Sue Cassidy.… Continue reading