Extreme gratitude. Sweet gratitude. Outrageous gratitude. Gratitude that brims like water from a swollen creek bank, or a ripe bursting mango, oozing from its rose-gold casing. Gratitude like the summer sun, hot, bright, and lavish. Or the dazzling abundance of a snow bank in winter. Hip swinging, heart-stopping, pulse-thumping gratitude. Gratitude that has no words …
So, last year, I was invited to a big fun happy Thanksgiving dinner, with family and friends. This year I am going over to make dinner for my mom, with a friend. There will be just 3 of us. Tiny and trueblue. Thanksgiving. In my lifetime, I have had Thanksgivings alone. Thanksgivings that seemed …
Whew. Wowza. Last week’s book launch was seriously and no kidding the total highlight of my career, my life. What do you do when a dream you have been dreaming, slowly roasting, basting, tending, turning, and nurturing for 20 years, leaps to life and comes true in more glorious, fabulous, heart-opening ways than you could …
Paris. Mali. Syria. Beirut. Russian plane in Sinai. Like you, I have been continually heartbroken, shocked, and overwhelmed by the horrific acts of terrorism in the past few weeks. And noticing, inside myself, that when I begin to feel overwhelmed and helpless, a part of me wants to shut down, to hide. To turn away. …
I am up to my 15th thank you note. And maybe I would have done it anyway. But not to this extent. It’s this week. And the spell that gets cast with this, my favorite holiday.
Darling, Gratitude is Water. A lazy river, a lake, a pool, inside, that never empties. Any moment I remember, she rises, ready for me to dip my cup. Dipping my cup replenishes hers. Friday is my day at the barn. I gotta hit the 9am Hampton Jitney, or all is lost. It was raining Friday …
Darlings, So, next week, my daughter Maggie leaves for camp. It’s a big deal, leaving for camp. She and I won’t be together for 7 weeks, except for one visiting day. And guess when her departure is? Yup. You guessed it. It is the morning of the Graduation of Mastery 2013. I have to be …
Darling, I have a little gang of close man-friends. Each of these guys is a rare and wonderful pearl of a man, prince of a man, king amongst kings, in his own unique way. I love my man-tribe, for many reasons. Not the least of which is that, when I am between lovers, like now, …
Darling, So grateful. So moved. So overwhelmed. Still floating in the ecstatic brew of the fragrant spell of Mastery. I am deeply grateful for the 250 exquisite women who have come together for this incredible 9-month journey. Amazing. Beautiful. These women are filled with deafening passion, just waiting to erupt in bold new forms. Voices …
Sister, This holiday season has kicked up a festival of emotions inside me. I am so grateful to be sharing Christmas with my mom, her fiancé and his family, and my daughter. I am also feeling a little somber, a bit sad, and a floating sense of loss this Christmas, being so aware of the …