I sat on the end of the bed. I was feeling strangely unmotivated. I had plenty of ideas what I “should” do and yet I didn’t find myself moving to do those things; office work, going for a walk, even reading a book. I could tell...
During our “Corona” spring and summer, virtually all of Ariel and my fishy plans were set aside. Our March trip to Hawaii that included several days of fishing was cancelled. Our May fishing trip to the Bahamas was cancelled, too. And Canada was closed to...
Dear Readers, Over the last months, we have gotten many emails about our Kitten Chronicles Blog. Readers have told us that they read each blog post to let go of the stress of the day or as an inspirational start to the week. One reader sent...
[caption id="attachment_37604" align="alignright" width="300"] Zoe in Manhattan, NY[/caption] Today is #WorldTeachersDay. In celebration, we are honoring the many talented and dedicated educators in our transformational community around the world. This year teaching school with the threat of Covid-19 virus, things are even more challenging and complex. To...
In the late 80’s we lived for the better part of two years at a meditation center in Northern Italy. The Villa Volpe where the center was housed is still there, but the International Academy of Meditation is long gone as we all dispersed out...
I saw Baby from across the room and suddenly I was transported. In a rush, I experienced her as gorgeous. It was an overwhelming burst of love, appreciation and awe in her beingness, her beauty. She wasn’t doing anything in particular. She just was. And...
Some moments flash by and are gone too quickly to capture as an image with my camera. When that happens, an internal snapshot often takes place and with any luck, it is crisp and clear. A moment like that happened recently and it remains emblazoned...
During our Corona summer, we spent much more time in our home and have created an organic approach to housework. Since our days are largely our own to structure, we do the laundry as needed rather than designate a day of the week to handle...
The assault started sometime after 3am. Baby wanted to play. She no longer permitted the lazy scratch behind the ears while she purred and she ceased being content to patrol the ridgeline of our bodies as we attempted to sleep on our sides. By 4am...
It was a late Saturday afternoon in Cambridge, England and we only had ten minutes remaining in our seminar for the day. The group sat before us, faces upturned, looking to us for direction, inspiration, or something else. The conversation had stuttered to a stop...