Communicate. Empower. Transcend.
At this moment swift water flows across the lower level of our dock and the sky rumbles above me. From my desk I see a tiny swath of sky above the tree line, just enough to have an immediate view of what’s to come, not much else. The next wave dances on the radar and I long for a wide-open horizon, one that offers an expansive view (with plenty of time to take cover from the storm).read more
Generally speaking, I am not a cranky person, so this after-effect of the flu truly puzzled me. It seemed that everything and everyone set me on edge, and irritation quickly turned to anger. I felt myself spiraling further down the rabbit hole and decided to stay away, to surrender, retreat and suffer through this on my own. At one point I wondered if the inflammation had settled in my brain; still my work remained so elusive.
That’s when writer’s block set in, and from past experience, I expected a deep and long depression to follow. Dark thoughts pulled at me and I succumbed to gravity. Emotional gravity — a small voice spoke inside my head. At that moment I experienced a keen awareness and realized that emotional gravity pulled me downward, that I allowed the illness, the fatigue, and anger to press upon me and keep me down.read more
We have a family tradition of gathering on Sundays at BurgerFi in South Austin. BurgerFi, a small and seemingly little-known chain, happens to make some of the best burgers in town: grass-fed, hormone-free, organic beef that simply tastes better than most burgers I’ve tried. The place is located at Mopac and Slaughter Lane, in the Alamo Slaughter shopping center.read more
I sense that all humanity is one beautifully complex and vibrating ecosystem. Like plants and animals coexisting in our natural world, we humans live side by side in the global communities we’ve built.read more
We are a nation of immigrants: generations and generations of us. I am the great-granddaughter of a Scot-Irishman, the granddaughter of a German coal miner; I am the daughter of a woman who started work at the Wrangler Jeans factory in Coal County, OK, when I was four years old (that factory closed and the business moved to Mexico about 15-20 years ago). My late father was a rancher who took a day job paving roads in Oklahoma and Texas. I come from hard working, strong people.read more
I have big plans today and invite you to join me. Today, we’re going to spread love everywhere we go. We won’t walk up to strangers and say, “I Love You,” but we will live fully with love in our hearts. All we need is love, right?read more