May your day be full of light and love

May your day be full of light and love

I have a dearest with whom I text every morning. (One of the many texts I send every morning, and one of the few who texts me back.) Our texts go something like this: “May your day be full of light and love and joy and ease and wonder and beauty and all you want and...
Stopping traffic for a hug

Stopping traffic for a hug

I was heading to my yoga class the other morning, and, as always, I shouted hello to Ully, the local school crossing guard. There were cars approaching the intersection but no school kids, but nonetheless, Ully stepped into the intersection to stop traffic… …to give...
Finding my way with love

Finding my way with love

I am remembering, in each moment, that I have a choice. I am choosing love. I am remembering to be even more gentle with myself…and even kinder with others. I am remembering to breathe, to pause, to notice, to appreciate, and to love. I am choosing love. Even more...
The beauty of this moment

The beauty of this moment

In each moment there is beauty. Sometimes it’s easier – or harder – to see than others. In each breath there is a chance to stop, to notice, to savor, to love. With each person there is a chance to stop, to notice, to savor, to love. Under each hardship there...
You deserve joy

You deserve joy

What a radical concept. You deserve joy. The cult I was raised in literally taught us that we were lucky to suffer and to “pay indemnity” for the sins of our ancestors. I was “lucky” to have my mom leave me (and my older brother) to join the cult. Over and over again...
The beauty of me

The beauty of me

Okay, at the risk of losing readers, here goes…and I ask that you read this through before you judge or dismiss me… I have written that I start each day with “Good morning, sweetheart. I adore you, Lisa.” What I haven’t publicly admitted is that I don’t stop there. At...