Sages around the world are saying that we are moving into a time, starting this fall, when the old ways of doing things will not serve us as they have in the past. We must be willing to awaken to new ways of thinking, being and doing.
When we can find and commune with the silence within ourselves, a sense of calm pervades everything we do.
In an age where texting and email reign as two of our main forms of interpersonal communication, letter writing is a novel experience for many people.
Octopusing is my way of describing when someone is going in too many directions or putting their attention towards too many things. This is a challenge many of us face in a busy, demanding world.
Certainly, some acts of kindness take time and resources. But many take nothing more than a smile, an encouraging word, an arm to lean on, …
Some time ago I read a great, little article in a health journal* about procrastination – that dogged, dirty word that makes many of us want to hide in shame. In this proactive, accomplishment-driven world, procrastination is a painful visitation.
Our soul’s purpose often gets hidden under the teachings, experiences and social mores of family, community and society. These are not bad in and of themselves, but we take them on as our personal truths when in fact they are collective identifiers, not expressions of our True Nature, which is as distinct and individual to each of us as our fingerprints.