Happy New Mayan Cycle

A Mayan long count cycle ends on 21 Dec 2012. Much has been said about this, maybe even a little hysteria. No one gets crazy when they think about our calendar ending each year on Dec 31, because we know that a new year begins on the next day, 1 Jan. One difference is...

The Power of Self-Awareness

Let’s start with what happens when you are not self-aware. When you don’t know who you are, you look to others to define you. When you don’t know what you want to do, you allow others to tell you what to do. If you happen to be associated with mentors both wise...

Arriving at the Gates of Grateful

Today I wake up in gratitude. Not forced, not fabricated. Real, from the source gratitude. I am grateful that I no longer wake up in fear. Fear of what could happen, what might happen, what has happened, what is happening. Righteous, invalidated fear. Fear of not...

Breakthrough to the Other Side

When I think of breaking through, I always think about how good it feels to be on the ‘other side.’ I never think of the actual breaking through, and the bubbling up that precedes it. It seems to me that it’s sort of (only sort of) the pains of...

How Can You Know?

Whitney Houston once sang, “How will I know if he really loves me?” Most people would probably answer, you just know. I would say, you can’t ever really know, and does it really matter? (gasp!) According to Albert Einstein, “Physical concepts...

How Do You Spell Success?

Welcome to another episode on channeling. People ask me all the time, “Where do I get this stuff?” Well, I don’t really know, but I do have conversations with whomever or whatever is feeding me this information. Sometimes I start with a question....

Glass Half What?

I know it’s only a metaphor, and I love metaphors, but I was always bothered by the glass half empty – half full thing. I wasn’t sure exactly why. I knew that I was always vaguely bothered by the putting someone in a category. I don’t like...

There Are No Rules

I woke up this morning with the unshakeable phrase in my head, “There are no rules.” Much like a song that insists on playing itself over and over, “There are no rules. There are no rules.” All right, already. No rules. I hate rules, so ya-hoo!...