It’s easy to feel “God’s not listening,” “God doesn’t care about me,” or even, “God doesn’t exist.” I was raised as an atheist. But I was also a child of the ’60s. The psychedelic art of Peter Max, psychedelic music of the Grateful Dead, and psychedelic drugs that were a norm at parties and sit […]
Your words are in your body. A writer’s best thinking arises from your other organs, not your brain. Your stories are not warehoused between your ears. Like most, you probably assume your stories are warehoused between your ears. But to rely solely on your brain, my friend, is holding you back. The best way to […]
One night, when I was teaching A Course in Miracles in New York City, we had a guest from Israel. About an hour into class, I referred to the Holy Spirit as “He” and she bolted upright with surprise! “He?” she said, making sure she heard me right. “Yes,” I answered, “The Course is written […]
The dictionary defines “mother lode” as a principal vein or lode of a region; a rich source of something. Urban slang uses “motherload” to mean big winnings or hitting the jackpot. Your journal introduces you to your real self. There is so much more to you beneath the surface. We are not raised to explore […]
Figure out what you don’t want to find out what you do want. “Small” is the new “big.” “Orange” is the new “black.” “40” is the new “20.” And “No” is definitely the new “Yes!” I notice that when I ask my clients what they want in their lives, 99% of the time they answer with […]
It undermines your self-confidence and is a form of self-betrayal. Enthusiastically, “I was offered the job at the local hospital that I applied for!” Lukewarm, “Oh … are you going to take it?” Dampened enthusiasm, “Yes! I’ve been hoping against hope I’d get the position.” Subtly accusing, “You didn’t tell me you wanted that job.” Awkward […]
Just for now, let it be all about you. I love feeling sorry for myself. What progress! I used to be someone who was so good at controlling my emotions that I didn’t even know I was doing it. The truth is, those of us who are reluctant to feel sorry for ourselves are the ones […]
If my mom hadn’t been so sad, and my dad hadn’t been so scared, they would have noticed that I loved to dance. If my mom hadn’t been so depressed, and my dad hadn’t been so oppressive, they would have taken me for dance lessons. If my mom hadn’t been so blue, and my dad hadn’t […]
Is that the question? Or is there a third way … Black and white thinking is a hallmark of the brokenhearted and tormented. When Hamlet pondered, “To be, or not to be — that is the question” he was contemplating suicide (his love for Ophelia being one of several reasons) without taking into account what I call the […]
If you do not have children, and find Mother’s Day a painful reminder of that, I am here to hold your hand. Maybe you have nurtured and, yes, mothered people, but no one counts you as a mother, because you do not have children. Maybe you have taken yourself for granted, and not even realized how […]