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The Sedona Method

I am a huge advocate of The Sedona Method, because the practice of the method has changed my life.

I haven't seen this film, but wanted to post the trailer here, as I could be one of these people proclaiming the benefits of the method.

The Sedona Method is a simple practice of clearing out all the mess of thoughts and patterns that keep us from experiencing well-being. The practice changes your life, because as you work with it, you become aware of your thought patterns, of your grievances, of your limiting beliefs and limits on love, not to mention your fears. As you release these obstructions, you become clearer about what it is that you value and want in your life. Very soon after working with the method, you find yourself opening to life, and life arranging itself to support your well-being. Each little bit of letting go helps you to focus on what is going right, and reinforces a more positive perspective.The memories that you begin to access that would seem to shape your life b…

Learning to Savor

Just getting back into the swing of things after arriving home a few days ago. It has taken me a lot longer to get unpacked and organized than it usually would, and it feels so good to be in a new place of allowing it to take its time--in fact, it can take all the time it needs--I'll be out playing and savoring, with a more joyful, more gentle version of me--heart wide-open, ready to give love, ready to receive love.

In the past, I would have been feeling the stress of the disarray of my house that looks like a bomb blew it up, feeling the anxiety of my kids making even more messes, (exponentially, of course), needing to tighten the reins on everyone to get life back to our usual rhythm, worried what someone might think if they saw my house this way. This time, however, things are so different! No more tunnel vision until the job is done. No more believing in a love that is based on appearing worthy by strained and conditioned standards dictated by an empire of emptiness and separa…

Little-Big Birthday Girl!

Dearest little-big one!

You are eight today, and boy are you full of the energy of sweet celebration! I love how excited you get about your birthday and about holidays in general. They are so magical for you, and your enthusiasm is contagious. You always want to be involved in creating the holiday. Today you helped decorate your cake with lots of miniature horses snug in their Kit-Kat fences, eating their green grass sprinkles. You placed eight candles around the cake and made sure the horses would be safe from fire.

I love that you love horses, and want to be a cowgirl. I love how your joy in horses has encouraged me to access a part of the world I wouldn't have discovered without you. I love watching you with all animals, even your stuffed ones, how tender you are with them, how you are transported into a place of peace as you hold them. I hope you always remember this and nurture your sweet connection with animals as a way to give yourself peace when you are older, and experienci…

Mirror Mirror

Photo Credit J. Scott Bovitz

I find it increasingly startling that most often our default is to feel guilty, unworthy, unloved, misunderstood and lacking, and no matter how much or how often we are told otherwise, unless we feel it ourselves in a genuine way, we will retreat back into the familiar prison of our thoughts, often in self-imposed penance, never mind that the door to our cage is wide open.

Sometimes this kind of thinking pervades our thoughts for long periods of time, or sometimes we might have a long run without it. Most of the time I find it sneaks up on us with stealth, attacking when we least expect it.

I've also noticed when we are succumbing to this default programming we are often finding others lacking as well.

From my earliest moments, I've felt a deep-seated responsibility to make this world a better place, to treat people with loving kindness, to help those who are suffering. So, it was with some dismay when I realized that in helping to change the world, I …

Let's do the time warp...

There is nothing that fosters belief in the illusion of time more than taking a 15-hour road trip with children. It becomes all about counting, measuring, gauging.

Distance traveled is the most obvious to keep tabs on, then gas in the tank, minutes between 'are we there yets?' hungry tummies, parch-ed-ness, rest stops, endless stretches of road work, small stretches of no road work, drivers who prefer the passing lane, big trucks, day turning into night, smiles turning upside down, and then temporarily flatlining thanks to the technology that turns the radio into a story teller, the back seat into a movie theatre, and at moments the entire car into a concert stage.

There is nothing that disorients you more than arriving in the city you grew up in, that has been so overdeveloped and refaced that you can barely recognize it--and yet, it is still missing that je ne sais quoi.

There is nothing that helps you feel the passing of time more than sitting in your childhood bedroom, now a …


I recently encountered the great Joel Goldsmith and his teachings. In his book The Art of Spiritual Healing, he speaks about the importance of our healing our perceptions of disease in our mind, that this is where this healing begins.

He likens disease to a mirage. Our concept of disease has to drop as easily as we know a mirage isn't really there. You drive up to the water, stop your car, knowing that you can't drive through the lake--that is until you realize it is a mirage. As soon as you realize this, you get back into your car and you move forward. His experience is that healing comes from an ability for the healer or healee to drop the conditioned concepts of disease from understanding--not in denial of it, but in focusing into an awareness of wholeness, into a mental state of already having been healed.
In my experience, this isn't an intellectual process, but a dropping the 'hows' into the heartspace. It is a profound letting go, and in the space that you fr…

Finding the Observer

I have been experimenting with finding the observer in my experience. It has been very interesting taking stock of myself with this intention of finding the part of me that is at rest, watching the rest of me ride the roller coaster of my human experience.

I read a great quote by Aziz Kristof about finding the watch tower in yourself, the part of you that is surveying the little you moving about on the land. So, in meditation I've been attempting to focus my mind, to turn my understanding inside out to access this observer. What I've found, however, is that I've been able to focus all the way to the watchtower, but have not been able to settle into any kind of concept of an observer within the watchtower.

Then I had an image come to me that has helped me to grasp this concept.

I had the image of a telescope come to me, and I was looking through the 'wrong' end of it. The idea was to look in the telescope backwards to see the tiny speck of observer looking through at m…

Just in Time...old post revisited

There are moments in time, so sacred, so wondrous, that we know that there can be no accidents; the people we meet, the situations in which we find ourselves, and the moments when we recognize them, and our cup spilleth over. There is so much gratitude in my heart, as I see these moments in time lining up to reveal such a grand landscape, where I know I was truly carried by the universe; carried into my sacred journey toward seeing, really seeing, even if it didn't always appear as I would have wanted it to.
We can't see the ripples that we send out into space and time, and because of that, we actually find moments in our lives when we wonder if we have any worth at all.
May I never let another's love escape unnoticed.
There have been times in my life when I might have been dealing with too much, or may not have been developmentally ready to recognize those truly special souls who crossed my path, who were ready to show me my own beauty, with no strings attached, as a reflec…


Meditation is a deliberate attempt to pierce into the higher states of consciousness and finally go beyond it. The art of meditation is the art of shifting the focus of attention to ever subtler levels, without losing one's grip on the levels left behind. In a way it is like having death under control. One begins with the lowest levels: social circumstances, customs and habits; physical surroundings, the posture and the breathing of the body; the senses, their sensations and perceptions; the mind, its thoughts and feelings; until the entire mechanism of personality is grasped and firmly held. The final stage of meditation is reached when the sense of identity goes beyond the 'I-am-so-and-so', beyond 'so-I-am', beyond 'I-am-the-witness-only', beyond 'there-is', beyond all ideas into the impersonally personal pure-being.

From I Am That by Nisargadatta Maharaj

I recently stumbled on the book I Am That by Nisargadatta Maharaj. (Check out this awesome webs…