How to take God’s breath away.

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The title of this post comes from a post I wrote on April 30th, 2007. The original title was, “You take God’s Breath away.” The phrase comes from a woman I met who when asked, ‘what’s your purpose?’ replied, “I want to show everyone they are so incredible they take God’s breath away.”

I remember hearing her say that and feeling my heart stop in startled recognition of the power of her statement. I remember feeling caught off guard, surprised, and fascinated.

I remember the voice of Love inside me whisper, “It’s true.”

And I remember in the next breath worrying about whether it was true or not. I remember thinking, ‘Is it that easy? I take God’s breath away, just because I am, me?”

Since writing the original post my awareness of and awareness in our human magnificence has grown. My understanding of and compassion for how we all do things to hide from, shy away from, pretend it doesn’t exist and thus run-away from our magnificence, has also grown.

We are all so very human.

We fight the truth.

We ignore it.

We subvert it.

We try to kill it, destroy it, tear it out and rip it up into a thousand pieces.

We try to bomb the hell out of it. Massacre it. Shoot it up and blow it up.

We think it may be true for others, and worry it will never be true for us.

We worry that to be our magnificence will only encourage others to pull us down, and so we hold ourselves down, and back, from being our true selves.

But no matter how hard we try to avoid it or make it not true, there is no avoiding the truth.

We are all magnificent.

We are born that way.

We don’t have to do anything to ‘deserve it’. Earn it. Create it. Make it.

It is not more true for one of us and less for another. It is the same for all of us.

We are born magnificent.

It is our human birthright. Our soulful essence. Our truth.

We are born that way.


And while we humans may do a lot of things to try to pretend we are not magnificent, or to avoid the truth of our magnificence, or to not be accountable for our magnificence, there is no way to destroy the essence of our soulful truth — We are magnificent.

No matter what God we worship before or not, what belief we hold about our spiritual nature or not, what story of origin we breathe into or not, the truth is — We are magnificent.

Which means, the answer to “How to take God’s breath away” is simple. BE YOU.

Just be you. Because ultimately, no matter what you do, you cannot destroy your soulful magnificence. (and you can’t be anyone else anyway so why not be your magnificent self?)

Which means, it’s time to stop trying to destroy the truth about who you are. It’s time to stop trying to remember ‘why’ you’re magnificent (there is no answer to the ‘why’ – you just are magnificent) and start breathing life into the miracle of all that you are when you accept the truth.

You are magnificent.

And because you are you, you take God’s breath away, just the way you are.

Beginning. Middle. End of the story of your life.

You are magnificent.


The smartest, know-it-all on the planet. (A fable)

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Tired of always being treated as the underdog, Coyote decided he would become the smartest, know-it-all on the planet. That way, no one could ever get the better of him, because he would always have the dirt on them.

To feed his desire to never be the underdog to anyone, Coyote spent his days loping across the wide open plains in search of the latest dirt to dig up that would make him the smartest, know-it-all on the planet.

He thought it was possible. To dig up enough dirt that he would be invincible and immune to being treated like the underdog.

One day, Coyote smelt something stewing over on the other side of the plains. It had the smell of no dirt he’d ever smelt before. He had to find out what it was.

Maybe he thought, as he loped through the long prairie grasses, his nose pointed forward towards the unknown scent, just maybe this would be the final piece of dirt he needed to secure his position. Maybe, just maybe, this dirt would make him the smartest, know-it-all on the planet and he would be safe.

As Coyote loped across the plains towards the unknown scent, Owl flew overhead and noticed him loping with such intent, he was curious to know what was going on.

“What are you so hot on the scent of?” asked Owl as he settled on a fence post beside the field where Coyote was running.

“I’m running towards the last piece of dirt to dig up that will make me the smartest, know-it-all on the planet,” Coyote replied without even stopping to look at Owl.

“That will never happen,” replied Owl. “There is no such thing as being the smartest, know-it-all on the planet. Everyone knows that.”

Now this comment was so confusing, Coyote stopped in his tracks and looked at Owl.

“No way!” he replied. “If there’s no such thing as being the smartest, know-it-all on the planet why don’t I know it?”

“Because wanting to be the smartest, know-it-all on the planet is all that drives you forward,” said Owl wisely. “What do you intend to do with all that dirt you uncover?”

Coyote stood tall and proud. “Use it to keep anyone else from becoming the smartest, know-it-all on the planet!”

Owl turned his head slowly from side to side. “You can’t use dirt to keep others down or to hold them back,” said Owl slowly closing the lids of his wise owl eyes and slowly opening them again. “Anyway, you can’t be the smartest, know-it-all on the planet because you think smelling out the latest dirt is all you need.”

“Duh.” replied Coyote disdainfully. “You obviously don’t know anything. If you did, you’d know that I dig up dirt and find answers.”

“Answers to what?”

“To what the dirt’s all about!” screamed Coyote with a flick of his fluffy tail. “Everyone knows that!”

Owl blinked again. “If everyone knows that why isn’t everyone digging in the dirt?”

Coyote laughed. ‘Ha! Got you. ‘Cause they’re not as smart as I am!” And he took off again across the plains in search of the latest dirt to unearth that would make him the the smartest, know-it-all on the planet.

Owl watched him lope away and then slowly spread his wings and took to the skies. From above he watched Coyote lope through the long prairie grasses. He saw the rabbits burrowing, the deer leaping, the fish jumping in a river far away. He saw humans scurrying about, building things, tearing down things and everywhere he looked he saw change happening, in spite of all the dirt Coyote was digging up.

From Owl’s view, it was a beautiful world. A beautiful tapestry of colour and motion, light and sound. Ebbing and flowing. Twisting and turning. Always filled with life unwinding in all its unknown mystery and majesty.

And he continued to fly content with witnessing the beauty and wonder of the world all around him.

And the Coyote continued to lope across the plains in search of the latest dirt that he could dig up that would make him the smartest, know-it-all on the planet.



This fable arose in a dream that lingered as I awoke this morning, calling me to write it out. I created the art journal page last year.


Acts of Service | 52 Acts of Grace | Week 6

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Did you look into your eyes in the mirror last week and say, “I love you”?

Did the voice, that irritating little critter-mind voice of self-doubt and critical intent jump in and whisper those nasty sweet nothings like, “Really? Who are you kidding?” “Don’t be ridiculous.”…

Did you feel silly? Uncomfortable? Embarrased?

If you felt any of the above, relax. You’re just human.

It happens to all of us. We want to applaud ourselves. Tell ourselves the things we love most about ourselves, and some little primordial voice, some voice from the distant past that admonishes us to “Not be conceited.” “Don’t get too high for your britches.” “Don’t be vain.” wants to leap in and save the day (or at least our egos) by keeping us from shining our light bright.

You are born to shine bright. The world needs our light to find its way out of the darkness. Keep shining. Keep celebrating the wonder of you. Who you are makes a difference.

And if by some chance you don’t believe me, watch the video below about one teacher’s brilliance in 1988 continues to inspire light up lives today.



Caution: Resentments under construction.

expectations copyMy beloved returned from a week at Super Choices recently, excited, full of energy, on fire.

It was exciting to feel and share in his passion, his thoughts and excitement about the possibilities for his life and our future.

It could have been different.

My expectations could have lead me down the road to resentment and been the trigger that turned me off from being present to all the possibility his excitement represents.

Because… The thing is, I had been suggesting that he go for years. Every time I mentioned it though he would reply with something like, “Yeah. Maybe. I don’t know if that’s what I want. I’ll see about it.” And then, he has dinner with a friend he really respects and this guy suggests it and C.C. comes home and tells me he’s going.

Bam! Just like that. Expectations laid bare and resentment raises its ugly head.

And here’s what could have happened.

In having asked him about going for so long, and getting the response of “I don’t know…” resentment could have grown. My critter-mind could have gotten busy telling me that he should have said yes to me! I’m the one who’s been asking. Blah. Blah. Blah.


How come some dude who hasn’t known him anywhere near as long as I have and hasn’t been suggesting it for as long as I have and doesn’t know what he needs as well as I do, suggests it at dinner and Bam! Suddenly it’s a good idea?

Like Anne Lamott, Joe Davis, one of the facilitators at Choices knows a thing or two about expectations. He says, “Expectations are premeditated resentments.”

Fact is, I wanted C.C. to go for me.

Fact is, he can’t go for me. He can’t even go for the friend who mentioned it at dinner. He can only go for himself. And that’s what he did.

Now, here’s the thing. My expectation and its companion resentment are all about me. All about what I want for me.  Sure, in this case I wanted him to go because I was excited about how it could impact his life and our relationship. And, as long as I don’t attach any expectations on his experience and what he might feel, get, achieve, do, etc., my excitement for his going remains a noble desire for what we both have stated we want in our relationship; growth and possibility, intimacy and closeness…

However, attaching expectations changes everything from being a shared ‘noble desire’ to an ignoble resentment within me.

My expectations are made of my desire for him to go because I had ideas on what the outcome should be when he went.

My expectations are made of my vision for what he would experience, how he would be impacted, how he would respond.

And none of those expectations have anything to do with him. They have everything to do with me.

Because ultimately, if I stuck with wanting him to go because I asked him and feeling dischuffed because it was a friend’s voice he ‘listened to’ and not mine, I would be acting out from a place of feeling invisible, not good enough, not important enough for him to do it for me.

Consciously, I know I am good enough. I am worthy. I am visible and I matter to him.

But in the crazy-making land of the critter-mind, none of that matters. Critter-mind only wants me to hear how insignificant I am, and how it’s all the other person’s fault I feel the way I do. If they had just done what I asked, wanted, needed to feel like I was visible and cherished and important enough to listen to, I wouldn’t feel the way I do.

The land of the critter-mind is crazy-making.

Which is why it’s so important to not hold expectations of what another will experience. We do not and cannot control how they will respond, how they will react. We can only hold space to share in their responses, reactions, experience in a loving, accepting and caring way.

Critter-mind will always tell us it is ‘all about me’. It will always want us to try to control everything and everyone around us by expecting them to do what we want, when we want, how we want — so that we don’t feel afraid, less than, not good enough….

Fortunately, not giving into expectations of how another will respond or experience, leaves room for each of us to be accountable for our own journey. It also leaves space for the other to be accountable for theirs.

In that space, possibility expands, intimacy grows and hearts open up to the beauty and wonder of all that we are when we let go of our expectations of how everyone and everything should be.

In that space, the embers of expectations cannot find the air to flame up into a full blown firestorm of resentment. In that space, acceptance, gratitude and love create a sea of possibility for each of us to be the best expression of ourselves without fearing the other’s expectations of how we should be expressing ourselves and our experiences.



This blog post originally appeared on the Choices Seminar Website Blog, Sunday, April 24th, 2016.

Love Amongst the Vines: A year later

A year ago today, C.C. and I stood with our children at our sides and in front of family and friends,  were married. We held each other’s hands and looked deeply into each others’ eyes and spoke of our commitment to love one another, stand beside one another, and cherish one another, forever and a day.

It was a perfect day. A perfect wedding. A perfect way to commit to be together, grow together and be together.

As it always does, life has served up a whole potpourri of opportunities to grow and share and learn and become the ‘more’ of what we want in our lives separately and together. Here are 10 things our marriage has taught me over the past year.

  1. Love between two people doesn’t just ‘happen’. Love is everywhere. It’s true. Love is everywhere. In order to know its presence though, you have to be conscious of what it means to you to stand in its embrace and welcome it in. Be an active participant of making love grow stronger between you and within you. You gotta work at it. That’s right. While love is everywhere, we humans need to work at keeping it alive in our relationships.
  2. Choose Love over fear. Anger, resentment, fear will arise in every relationship. To ‘grow love’ we must consciously choose Love over anger. Love over being right. Love over fear. We must choose to choose Love as our answer to being together, being in relationship, being alive.
  3. You have to do things differently to make things different. This one sounds easier than it is. Too often we humans get married to our patterns of behaviour we’ve always used and still expect things to be different. You have to consciously choose to do things differently if you are going to change things up. If silence is your game, say the thing you’re afraid to say. If talking is your schtick, listen. Listen. Listen.
  4. Listen. Listen. Listen. No matter your schtick, don’t just hear with half a mind to what the other is saying. Listen deeply. Hear what is on their heart, hear what is keeping them awake at night, hear what makes them dance for joy. LISTEN DEEPLY. Don’t assume you know. Don’t assume like you already know the answer. Listen and hear what the other has to say.
  5. Marriage is a state of constant give and take, ebb and flow. You have to be flexible to be successful in marriage. You have to be willing to give up your position to create common ground. Don’t think in ‘winner/loser’, always strive for ‘win/win’ by being like a river, flowing around obstacles, over rocks, under bridges. Be constantly in the flow of Love that is your relationship.
  6. Always seek common ground. Like choosing love over fear, in Love, it’s important to always seek common ground. To find the ‘circle of two’ you are when you change your glasses with each other to see what the other sees knowing that within your own special circle of love, you are the only two people who matter.
  7. Play together. A lot! Dance your sillies out together. Sing the blues together. Run around and chase each other all over the house and just be happy and playful and silly together! Have fun together and let Love always be what you give one another the most.
  8. Plant seeds of love continuously. Which means, it’s important to always look through eyes of Love. No matter if you wear glasses, are just trying on a different pair of glasses to get a different point of view, always let Love be the filter through which you see one another. Remind one another daily of what you love about each other. Write a love poem and leave it on the other’s pillow. Leave a message of love in the other’s car to find when you’re not there.
  9. Let the last words you hear each day be, I Love You. No matter what, let ‘I Love You’ be the last words you whisper to one another every day. If you aren’t in the same place, phone, text, email, do what ever it takes to let your beloved know, they are the last person you are thinking of as you go to sleep. Which also means you must Never go to sleep angryYup. Make up before the lights go out. Whatever the disagreement, find the path to common ground before you turn the lights out. Do not go to sleep with angry thoughts of your beloved coursing through your mind. There is always a way to Love. Don’t let anger pull you from the path into the darkness of resentment.
  10. Always surrender, and fall into Love. If the story you’re telling yourself about your beloved is not a loving tale, let it go. Do not hold onto the stories you tell yourself about who the other is, why they’re doing whatever they’re doing that’s driving you crazy, causing you hurt, growing your resentment. They are the one you Love. They are perfectly human in all their human imperfections. Just like you. You didn’t marry one another because you believed you would never have moments of distress, moments of discord. You married your beloved because their human imperfections are equally as fascinating as yours and probably a perfect match too! Let your imperfections create one whole Circle of Love. Let go of ‘the story’ and let Love be your guide.

Here’s to many more lesson on what it means to Grow In Love.



#flashbackfriday Love Amongst the Vines

A year ago today, my eldest daughter and I set off to wine country to spend the final days getting everything ready for C.C and my wedding April 25th. Today’s #FlashbackFriday took me back to the beauty, wonder and awe of that time amongst the vines.

The journey started with a mishap.

Construction on my daughter’s condo building. The car parked a little too close. Speckling splattered all over the hood and roof.

When I’d pulled into the 20 minute spot beside the building, the foreman had asked me to back up a bit so I wouldn’t get hit from the work of fixing the brickwork above where I was parked. “I’ll guide you back,” he said and when I was far enough away he motioned me to stop. “You’ll be fine there,” he added confidently.

Carefree, I walked into the building to help my daughter with her suitcase.

It wasn’t until we were blocks away that I connected the beige drops on the windshield with the fact there were beige splatters all over the hood in front of me.


Alexis calmly pulled out her phone, found a car wash not too far away where I could wash it off myself.


It all washed off.


A quick visit to my mother for a loving good-bye and  only 45 minutes later than anticipated, we were off to wine country.

The drive was nowhere near as eventful as its beginning.

Warm temps. Dry roads. No snow. No rain. No weather to mention other than glorious sun glistening on the snow-tipped mountains and then shimmering on the calm surface of the lakes we drove along. Three Valley. Shuswap. Okanagan.

Natalie, our amazing host and wedding planner met us at Therapy Vineyards and Guesthouse. Her welcome smile and hug, her eagerness to show us around the house, ensure we got settled in before heading home, embraced us in loving kindness.

Natalie is my wedding angel. No matter the request, the need, the idea, she has gracefully opened doors, created possibilities and found the right ‘thing’, no matter what we needed or how outlandish my request. In one of my emails to her I’d told her she was making planning the wedding ‘almost carefree’.

I want your day to be carefree, she wrote back.

And she has. Made it so.

Last night, we chatted about where to go for dinner and she suggested ordering in pizza. I have your case of Fizzio in the car, she said. I can put a bottle in the freezer and it will be cold in no time.

The deal was done. Alexis and I ordered in about the most delicious gluten free pizza either of us has ever tasted. We sat on the deck, sipped Therapy’s amazing Fizzio and watched the sun go down behind the hills across the lake.

It was divine.

We chatted and reminisced and talked about life and love and all things related. We laughed and savoured the moment of being together, connected in the love that has always kept us strong, no matter the weather. We watched the stars poke through night’s blanket. A satellite blinking high above. A plane and then, a shooting star.

“Make a wish!” I cried and she smiled and said softly. “I did. It already came true.”

Her fiance has not been well. A two week stay in hospital and a medical concern yesterday left both of us worrying about his well-being. A phone call earlier in the evening had reassured her. He is okay. Better still. He will be joining us on Friday for the wedding.




All is well with our world.

All is well.

And so the journey continues. Day follows night, The promise of a rainy day today not yet materialized and the possibility of it never happening very real. Soft billowy pink and blue and white clouds skim the edge of the distant hilltops. Straight above, the sky is pale blue and clear. Gusts of wind buffet the trees. A bird swoops. A covey of sparrows flit by the window.

All is well.

The forecast for the next few days is sunny with a slight possibility of showers.

All is well.

Nothing can rain on my parade. I’ve got love in my heart and a pocket full of possibilities.

All is well.

Ask Don’t Tell. The art and science of connecting to people.

It’s pretty simple. If you want to connect with people, the first step is to ask a question. As them about who they are, what makes their heart beat, what gives them joy, what brings them peace, what inspires them when they get up in the morning.

The second step is to listen deeply to their answers. Let them tell you what’s on their minds, their hearts, what’s rumbling in their tummies and stirring their possibilities.

The third step to connecting to people is to repeat the above, again and again and again.

Novelist, Thomas Berger wrote, “The art and science of asking questions is the source of all knowledge.”

So often, we step into a relationship and want to tell the other all about who we are, what we do, how we make a difference. And while that’s all very fascinating and interesting to us, they are more interested in knowing if we are interested in learning about them.

To learn more about another, Ask Don’t Tell.

And yes, reciprocity is important. We all want the other person to be as interested in learning about us as we are about them.

How will you know if they are, however, if you give them everything you want them to know about you first? In talking about you first, you close the door to their curiosity, their desire to be seen and heard and known. You make it all about you and leave them out of the conversation.

In asking about them, you open the door to understanding, connecting, seeing into the other through true intimacy or, “In-to-me-see”. How will you learn what is important to them if you tell and don’t ask?

Want to give it a try?

It doesn’t matter the circumstances, the next time you meet someone new, or someone you know well, for a coffee, a walk, a drink after work, a meeting, Ask Don’t Tell.

And get creative. We all know the answer to the question: “How was your day?” (Good. Okay. You know. Fine…)

Ask instead, “What happened in your day today to make your feel alive, like you were on purpose, feeling jazzed by life, possibility, like you were making a difference?” or “What made your day fulfilling for you?” or “What was the most exciting thing that happened in your day today?” “What set your heart dancing… your mind racing with possibilities… your belly stirring?”

And then, listen to their answer. Deeply.

Look in their eyes when they speak. Lean towards them. Use the 97% of your communication that is non-verbal to show your true interest in their response to your question.

Listen deeply.

And when they’ve given you an answer, ask them to tell you more… Tell me more about (that….    )

You can ask them to ‘tell me more…’ many times.

You can get even more creative as my beautiful friend, mentor, inspiring human being Patricia Morgan of Solutions for Resilience does.

Her question is simple. “What do you think I think is incredible about you?”

The question always gives people pause to think before they answer. And after they’ve quietly (hesitantly/shyly…) said one thing they think you think is incredible about them, the response is…

“That’s true and that’s not the only thing. What else do you think I think is incredible about you?”

And after their second answer, the response is the same… “That’s true too and that’s not the only thing either. What else?”

After their third answer, you get to tell them more… “All those things are so true about what I think is incredible about you. What else I think is incredible about you is…..” And then name all the amazing, incredible, inspiring, beautiful things you think about them.

Believe me, they will be delighted to hear what’s on your mind about them!

It always leads to a wonderful, heartfelt conversation where the other person feels seen and heard and celebrated and where both feel connected to what is at the heart of our human condition — knowing and seeing and believing we have worth in a world of wonder.

Because let’s face it, the answer to who we are in the world, how we want to be seen often stays locked inside us because no one has asked the question: What makes you heart beat? What inspires you to get up in the morning? What do you do that makes a world of difference?

Deep down, we all know who we are and when we learn our own worth, we learn how to navigate the world in new and inspiring and creative way.

Knowing our own worth is important to how we navigate our world. Connecting and helping someone see their own worth is important to making the world a better place. In that connection, hearts connect and together, we make a world of difference.







We are all doing our best.

It is an interesting thought waiting for me this morning in my email. From TUT: A Note from the Universe.  “…no matter what has happened, you did the very best you could.  And so did those who may have let you down.”

Other than those of personality disordered behaviours of the negative kind (and yes, there are some of those in this great big beautiful world), the vast majority of the +7.4 billion human beings on this planet are trying to do their best. Every day. Day in. Day out.

Like you and me, they experience moments of joy, sadness, sorrow. They have felt the loss of love, belonging, connection.

Like you and me, they have searched for meaning. They have wondered, why am I here? Is this all there is? What’s my purpose? Or even, What’s the point?

Like you and me, they have struggled to understand why some people do the things they do that hurt them. Why it feels some days like they are alone.

And, like you and me, they have done things they are not proud of. Done things that hurt others. Let others down. Upset apple carts and tipped over hopes and dreams.

Like you and me, they were not consciously working at letting anyone down, tripping someone up or fighting them off. They are, like you and me, just doing their best to get along, keep going, keep moving forward. They are all striving to give what they can, however they can, where ever they are on their journey so that they can feel like they got something in return for their investment in life.

Framed that way, it’s easier to accept that sometimes, we misstep. Sometimes, we don’t get it ‘right’. Sometimes, we just aren’t playing at our highest — but we are doing the best we can in that moment.

The other night I attended a community association meeting in an area where the homeless foundation I work for is looking to purchase property and build a small apartment building for individuals with lived experience of homelessness (less than 30 units). The board of this association is mixed 50/50 on their support of our project. Like many communities we talk to, those not in support feel that the community has enough low income developments, that they are at a tipping point with the point of no return towards decline too close for comfort given the socio/economic mix of the community.

At the meeting, two community members in close proximity to the property we are considering purchasing came to present their views of the development. “Nobody wants you, not even the businesses in the area,” they said. And one by one they listed off businesses and after each name said, “They don’t want you.” “They don’t want you.” “They don’t want you.”

Clinging to their position of ‘you don’t belong here’, it was challenging to provide these individuals with any facts.

Our evidence, and research from across North America, show that a development of this size does not negatively impact community with higher crime rates and lower property values. In fact, the evidence shows that a low-income project of this size has little to no impact on a community. Crime stays at historical levels, though it can drop given the increased attention to safety the not-for-profit brings to the community, and property values continue to follow prevailing market trends.

Beyond the facts of this kind of development however, is the fact that these individuals weren’t there to do their worst for their community. They were there to do what they believed was best.

It is easy in emotionally charged situations to sit in judgement of what another is doing, especially if what they are doing does not align with what you see as the preferred outcome.

I have been to many of these kinds of meetings. Always, on both sides of the conversation, people sit with their deep beliefs over what makes community work. And both sides work hard to get the other side to shift their perspective to see it through their point of view. Both sides want to defend their positions. Both sides want to protect their right to build better community — the best way they see to do it.

I believe in the vision and mission of creating better community through ending homelessness.

I also believe that within individual communities, people want to create better through ending those things which disturb their peace of mind and disrupt the vibrancy and health of the community they know. They are doing their best to protect what they know and have today so that they can have some reassurance the future of their community does not slip over the tipping point into such disorder they too will no longer feel like they belong there either.

Having spent the past 10 years working in the homeless-serving sector, I believe we cannot end homelessness by telling people ‘you don’t belong in our community’, or conversely, “we belong in your community”. We can end it by recognizing that we are all doing our best — and sometimes, our best means finding common ground through shifting our position from fearing what we don’t know to seeing the human cost of keeping homelessness on our streets.

We all belong in community. We all have the right to find our way home, even when the way we get there might be different than yours or mine.




Celebrate You | 52 Acts of Grace | Week 5

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I know. I know. Saying nice things about you, to you, from you, feels… conceited. Weird. Odd. Uncomfortable.

Don’t let critter-mind thinking steal your light. Don’t let doubt undermine your capacity to celebrate you!

To receive compliments from others, you have to be willing to hear them and accept their words as truth. And what better way to practice truth-hearing than all alone in your bathroom?

If you are uncomfortable standing in front of a mirror, looking into your eyes and saying, I Love You, ask yourself… What’s the worst that could happen?

So what if you blush? So what if you cry? You’re alone. Maybe you blush because it’s true and you’re afraid to state it. Maybe you’re afraid it’s not true and that makes you cry. Whatever the response, let it be what it is while you practice standing in front of a mirror, looking yourself in the eyes and saying, I Love You.

It’s good soul-food.

Some time ago a friend gave me a package of crayons that write on glass. For weeks, I wrote a love note to my beloved every morning on the bathroom mirror. At first, he didn’t say much and then, he started to write me notes on the mirror in our bedroom.

What a gift.

I loved getting his messages. I loved knowing he was thinking of me. (Note to Self:  Dig out the crayons. Get writing again!)

So, if you are uncomfortable writing the love note to yourself, write it to someone else — and then… read it out loud to yourself!

Bonus! The other person, whether they read it or not, will have ‘received’ your gift of words, and so will you!

Go ahead. Explore what it means to say nice things about yourself. Let your imagination run wild. In its wild cavorts of fancy and delight, the critter-mind won’t be able to find the air to flare up and douse your passionate embrace of you with its flames of condescension and condemnation! YES!


Last week’s Act of Grace — to share a hug — brought interesting results. I started with people at the office and found both joyful acceptance and guarded acceptance. But always there were smiles.

I asked a woman at the grocery store who shared a story while we looked over the tomatoes if she would like a hug and she promptly said, “Yes!” There we were, standing heart to heart in the produce aisle, surrounded by plump fresh vegetables and fruits. I swear they did a little dance!

When a man at the park offered Beaumont some water, I didn’t ask if I could give him a hug of gratitude. I did thank him and say, “That is very kind.” Like readers said, being conscious of boundaries is important.

A little girl gave me the best hug ever. She is the grand-daughter of a woman I often encounter at the dog park and when I met her, I didn’t need to ask if she wanted a hug. She just stepped in and hugged me. Pure delight! Of course, Beaumont wanted in on the action too, which made her giggle with pure delight.

An interesting self-observation I notice is that the further in time I get from a week of coaching at Choices, the less likely I am to hug people when I meet them. I think it comes from feeling safe, or not, in the world. The Choices seminar room is an incredibly safe and loving space, I don’t ‘think’ about hugging, I just do it. In the beautiful, rarified air of love and acceptance that I find in the Choices environment, connecting with people is easy, effortless and second nature.

Did you hug last week? What did you observe?






No mud

Like so many things, without a there is no b. The beauty of the lotus is possible because of the mud in which it grows.

The beauty of our hearts is possible because of the pains we’ve experienced, the sorrows we endured, the sadness we carried.

The joy we feel is founded in the sadness.
The love is grounded in the fear.

Each is present to the other.

Let us each be present to all so that all may shine in the light of our presence.


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