Month: September 2022

 I’m doing a lot of soul-searching about these times and the climate catastrophes happening before our eyes. In just the last few weeks, an astounding number of record-breaking tropical storms have laid waste to millions of people and communities.

I’m doing more inner reflection and circumspection, wondering how we got here and who’s paying attention. I’m resourcing as many people and props as I can for answers.

David Pryce is one of the most soul-inspired authors I’ve discovered. He’s on Medium, a platform for writers of any persuasion or talent to flaunt their inner meanderings. It’s so cool, it’s almost out of style, SubStacked by a TikTok on a Reel of Instants.

David’s short piece, “Raise Your Glass,” reminds us that today we are being called to live more deeply and see more deeply. It’s time to wake up because only the privileged fall asleep during these visible shifts. 

He references Leonard Cohen’s quote, “When things get really bad, raise a glass, stamp your feet, dance a jig.”

Is it time to start drinking?

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As a young twenty-year-old bud, I went to the Tuamotus to live with a family. This string of 80 islands & atolls in French Polynesia was so beautiful it literally blew my bikini socks off. 

Surrounded by satin-white sand and the bluest of waters, I felt doughy and pudgy straight out of Iowa. Looking back at those pictures today, I see one hell-of-a gorgeous babe in paradise. 

Only in my 30s did I realize if I was going to be anyone of consequence, I mustn’t focus on some barbie-doll beauty façade. The day that happened, I felt gloriously exquisite. I found my inner goddess of beauty, just being me. 

It does take practice to feel your splendiferousness every day. Here are a few tips to I use to help my natural beauty shine. 

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I don’t know about you, but I’m experiencing a fair amount of chaos in the world. My sense of place, who I am, and my tribe/family are all up in the air. You can’t find anyone still working who isn’t stressed, overwhelmed, and underpaid, juggling three jobs. When you call your fifth-in-line, no one’s taking new patients, our therapists have lost patience. 

The news is full of scary futures and present dangers. They are real. Climate Change, Political Upheaval, Food Security, Inequality, Mass Extinctions, Violence, and Pandemics seem to be coming together in a perfect storm. 

It’s time to think regeneratively about the future and how to take care of ourselves without surrendering to a collective future PTSD.

Continue reading “Time to Think About Self-Sufficient Living? A Short Organic Beginners Guide to The Future“ →

Being a child of the 60s, the word “trippy” was an unfortunate part of my lexicon. So much so that my guide in Ecuador once asked, “What does trippy mean?” His English was impeccable, so he was embarrassed.

Apparently, I had exclaimed the word far too often and could only tell him something about the Grateful Dead. 

Today, I don’t use the word casually. Trippy times define the bewildering number of calamities bedeviling us all at once. You’ve got to admit freaky things (there I go again) are happening that we could not have imagined even ten years ago. 

It’s 108 Fahrenheit here, and the forest is dry. New fires erupt all around the state. Friends are still sick with “God-Knows-What” fungus, virus, or addle-brained symptoms of plague and tribulation. 

These are times of political bamboozlement, horrors of war, and violence, domesticated and globally cultivated. Poverty and famine, with nearly 9 billion to feed during heat and floods and loss of crops. 

You have two choices: become thunderstruck or tap into your innate health and happiness.  

Take care of your body, that vessel that holds your human potential.

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