Standing at the edge of Waimea Canyon, the landscape didn’t look real…more like a “soulscape” perhaps…wearing the colors of the spirit indeed. 

And then, a remembering….

EVERYTHING is nature, even the skyscrapers in this beautiful city of mine.  It all comes from earth…

“If you are alive, you’re never too old to do what you love.”

**

2 ½ years ago I started dancing again, to the kind of music that soothes the soul.

Deep.  Electronic.  Bass.  The type that bubbles up from within the cells and fibers of my being, rattles the pain free, and frees the light within.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I love you my friends, and was reminded of the power of simply being around other loving souls when I saw Don Miguel Ruiz Jr. during his book tour and Seattle visit on Friday, with the company of a dear friend. 

And…as we gear up for another round of “holiday cheer” may I suggest a way to make it even easier this year?
 

A little over two years ago I was in a car accident that left me barely able to walk 10 minutes without doubling over in pain. It smacked me at a time in my life when I believed I was just beginning to hit a whole new stride, in health, business, and relationship with myself.

The physical impact threw my hormones out of whack, energy levels into the tank, fitness out the window, and little did I know at the time, but launched me into a whole new playing field of walking my talk, moving through challenge with positive awareness, letting go of

I finally got my book back!   The Very Hungry Caterpillar was a favorite of mine as a kid, and it’s a good thing I wrote my name ALL OVER this one...my aunt found it in