This is not goodbye. Today is about welcoming you home. You’ve climbed out of the cave and are atop the mountain.

When I was in high school, I felt like the Ugly Duckling. My Mom realized it and decided it was time for me to get a permanent.

When I receive a diagnosis, I am set up for expectations. How can I be in expectancy?

By Mary Sorrells Two days before I joined this meditation group, I wrote a self-diagnosis in my journal. I declared that I had...

Expectancy has been mentioned in 61 of Shirley’s daily meditation readings. And I began wondering when and where we’ve defined the word.

I hear the knocking and don’t answer. I feel a weight of sorrow and push it away. I feel the walls of grief pushing on my skin.

What does 500 days of morning meditation and reflections mean to me? We have explored many topics using metaphors and phrases to learn.

Someone once told me that there's nothing more important than being good. I learned to be good at a spiritual practice. It takes practice

I used to pick up trash on the sidewalks as a spiritual practice. How does one do it without anger, without judgments?

Bifocal vision is seeing with my physical eyes while viewing from my heart and intuition. It helped as I peeled away layers of core wounds

We all seek relief of some kind. My moments of self-care in a day get de-prioritized as I am distracted from one thing to another.

I’ve been working with a healer over the past 2 months to help me clear suffering from my body. Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.

What if the world were constructed in such a way that a person would come face-to-face with a question so profound that it wakes them up?

I was asked to perform a task I thought was beyond my abilities. What is important is the door that opened. I didn't feel ready.

Too many people around me are suffering with illness and challenges. I feel hopeless and helpless. I worry I'm next.

I’m living in a body that holds memories no longer useful to me. What do I do with the memories? I have anger. What do I do with the anger?

The synchronicity within the tapestry of life is beyond my understanding. I’m grateful for the wisdom of the Universe.

Growing older indeed involves growing wiser. I learn from each challenge instead of resisting. It’s the flow in and out that’s important.

A book caught my eye yesterday as I gazed in that in-between space in early dawn. It was a subtle nudge I’ve learned to pay attention to.

Last night in an energy practice circle I shared my vulnerability and revealed my doubts about my inner wisdom. Will my thoughts ever quiet?