"Looks like we just gave ZZ Top a shave & crewcut!" said Celia. We looked at the huge and tangled heaps of grape vines we'd just pruned off.

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week: Jiggling This is one of my favorite ways to reduce stress. Just jiggle your entire body, gently but...

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week Hand to heart. This one is very simple. Just place your hand on your chest, slightly to the left of...

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week "I am alright right now." In this present moment, just as you are right now, are you okay? Reading this...

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week Gratitude: Noticing the Little Things. Neuroscientist Alex Korb, author of The Upward Spiral, notes that,...

Anti-Anxiety Tool of the Week Feel your feet. When I am are upset or anxious, I tend to head way off in the future or back into the...

Why not participate in the Good Big Thing and then reach out from those places to join with those are living out grace?

Sometimes a tiny shift can solve a big problem...

Beauty is all around me--it hasn't gone away. The trees, the sky, a bird, an odd little insect. How to breathe in beauty & be in the world?

This week I thought I'd share a few resources I've come across for dealing with various aspects of the pandemic. Plus a few laughs.

Quotations, in a sense, are stories in miniature. Here are a few of my current favorites.

So I find myself saying, what do I have to add that could possibly address any aspect of this heartbreak?

Forgiving ourselves, we learn to forgive others. Allowing our own foibles we are, hopefully, more able to accept imperfection in others.

My idea here is simply to share the things I think have helped us still be an "us"after all these years.

Today in my quiet time I found myself wondering about God's heartbeat. Maybe it was my breathing that started this line of thought...

Surrender to the magic of a poem. Be open to the small animals of meaning that wander through. Let the poems in your life run & slide...

Today I want to share two poems that continue to touch me. Perhaps you can rest in the tenderness and freedom they offer?

The good news is that your child is there before you, and your arms are available: Hugging is possible.

When I was twelve years old I met an extraordinary man. He didn't look very extraordinary. Dressed in monks' robes, he had a shy smile...

No single step, no single shift, no single action, no single prayer, no single person will bring about the change we want to see.