Our way of life is dying.
We cannot ‘return to normal.’ Normal is long gone.
We’re in the midst of spiritual surgery.
We’re being split open and dissected and reformed and reassembled as something we’ve never been before.
We’re getting woken up from a long, tumultous, unconscious, irresponsible slumber. … More It’s OK to not be OK.
No one is immune to the clarion wake-up call that’s blaring everywhere we go. We are what we focus on. We are what we expect. We are what we prepare to receive.
Believe it, dears. Our thoughts create the world. … More It’s the End of the World as We Know It
I wonder what might have been if you – truly the best friend I’ve ever had – could have stayed in my life and I could have stayed in yours. Perhaps, we could have gone deeper and wider than we thought possible.
I do wonder. I know you do too.
Ten years. I still think of you, think of how we changed each other, think of what happened between us in the dark, on the road, over countless plates of enchiladas and pork pot stickers and Pho from the restaurant around the corner from your apartment.
I miss that rawness, that emotion skimming the surface of everything.
I miss listening to you laugh. I miss playing word games in the car.
I miss you. … More The Last Letter My Ex Never Wrote Me
The days of playing small are behind all of us.
We can’t go back.
This world needs our authenticity and our brains and our beautiful souls and our astonishing dreams and steely strength.
We may want to wimp out and sit in sloth at McDonald’s eating GMO fries and drinking cancer in a can, but we can’t. We can no longer do that if we are awake at all. … More Playing Small is No Longer an Option
I’ve loved this experience but I love the life I have, too.
It has been revelatory and heart-opening.
And now I want to go home. I want to go back to the familiar comforts and glorious sunrises and breathtaking wildness of Northern NM.
This way of life in Barcelona has been about being, much more than doing.
And I can take that sense of how to approach life home to NM.
I want less doing and more being, as a new friend said recently in a Facebook post. … More Look Homeward, Angel