I woke to the sounds of rain. Before even opening my eyes I felt free, I felt clear and I felt aligned. I didn’t want to open my eyes, so I didn’t. I simply lay in bed allowing the sound of the rain to wash over me.

Grapes grow on the edge of the pastures that my neighbor owns. I see them in the fall as I run. I love the smell of them as they get ripe at the end of August and early September, it brings sweetness to my whole day.

I was walking the driveway, as a cool down, on the way back from a run and saw her. I am confident I walked past her all spring without noticing her. It wasn’t that she wasn’t there. It wasn’t that she wasn’t beautiful. I just hadn’t seen her.

I pulled the covers open and slid inside. There was something about the way the fresh sheets felt on my bare skin that I welcomed on a deep level. I needed softness right then. I needed gentleness right then. I needed comfort right then. I needed support right then. I needed a safe place to let my guard down.

I trimmed my bush. Well, actually I trimmed multiple bushes. It started with one and quickly turned into the whole back yard.

Have you ever been in a situation or met a person and felt massive resistance but tried hard to pretend that it didn’t exist? How did it work out? Resistance is always feedback, but sometimes we find ourselves not wanting to hear it.

They said that a goldfish will only grow to the size of its home. This is only partially true. Goldfish are indeterminate, meaning that they will grow until they die as long as they are properly cared for.

“Does it have to do with Energy? The reason that your doors are always open” she asked in a timid way. She knew that I was a medium but hadn’t asked many questions and I knew that if or when she was ready she would.

The token male is always appreciated at every workshop. I love the way they can balance and hold space differently. I love the shift that can happen at a workshop when you throw in a male.

I fought back tears as I pulled my clothes off. I swallowed hard and breathed through my nose. I welcomed the sacred space of the bathroom and knew that the shower would help to ground me and allow me time to process my emotions.