The need for Nighttime Tech Taming The blue light that emanates from all of the screens in our lives (including this one!) can keep us awake late into the night. Why? Firelight vs. Blue Skies and Sunshine Our little eyeballs evolved for thousands of years to associate orange and yellow light (like from a campfire)…Read More
This evening’s post is a mini campfire retreat for you. Imagine you are sitting in circle with your friends kind and wise.
Here, have a seat around the campfire . . .Read More
Today’s post is a mini nature retreat for you. 💚
Wherever you are . . . in this very moment . . . right now . . . can you pause, breathe in deeply, and then breathe out even more slowly?Read More
Here are the little prayers flags that were near the Tara Stupa in Sedona, Arizona. I loved them, and I thought you might enjoy them too. Each color is one of the five Buddha families. 💚Read More
Today we visited the Amitabha Stupa and Peace Park in Sedona, Arizona, and as I walked, a message arose: REST! There is widsom in rest, in being able to step into the world awake and alive, well-fed, and well-rested, and (only) from that place be able to truly work “tirelessly” (without tiredness) for the benefit of all sentient beings.
Bonus: This posts talks about Green Tara’s super powers.
Double bonus: A good-night blessing poem for your sweet dreams tonight! 🙏Read More
Today we hiked up to Doe Mountain., which included adventure (we got lost!) and meditation (in video—for you to try). 🙂 Plus, a bonus haiku!Read More
We are on our way to Sedona—dusky skies, ice tea and snacks, Tomorrow, our little weekend retreat begins . . .Read More
Why do you work? And, beyond the tasks of the day, what are you actually doing there? This little folk tale (here retold) helps illuminate the question . . .Read More
To keep you company in the late hours, I offer you yoga nidra from the High Priestess of Sleep, the phenomenal Jennifer Piercy. Your life will be forever better. 💚Read More
Years ago, in the distant past, far away in a mysterious place, Texas, there lived a cow. This was not an ordinary cow.—this was a hydrophobic cow! The poor thing was utterly afraid of water. (No pun intended) Things were going along just fine for our rather dry cow until one day . . .
(PLUS: How to play the creative-writing game Popcorn Story Elements!)