You make me want to sing. You make me want to write poetry, to dance. It’s as if when you passed through my birth canal you broke open...

I feel you move inside of me and fall in love with every action. What are you feeling when you squirm your hands and legs and elbows?...

All of these words apply in their own way as I move through the journey of pregnancy. I have always identified with the symbol of the...

“Meditation is the highest form of prayer, a naked act of love and effortless surrender into the abyss beyond all knowing.” ~Adyashanti...

Open your heart to a stranger and know that stranger is your own self. Watch the sunrise this winter and remember nothing. Notice all actions, tendencies, and desires, which block the flow of love. Let them dissolve in the fire of non-attention. Live this life for what it is and do not concern yourself with the future. Follow the path which is not a path, but which leads you in each moment.

When I was a child, particularly after my family had moved a few times, and life had shown me that it was anything but constant, I became terrified of going to bed at night. Even then I can remember struggling to identify exactly what I was afraid of. I settled, finally on the answer that so many kids choose. “What are you so afraid of?” My parents asked each time I cried about going to sleep. “The Dark.” I responded. “We’ll get you a night light, will that help?” “A lit