Category Archives: 1. Awareness

the magic and the song

Thank you all for coming to the showcase yesterday- it was phenomenal.  Gawd. 18 people, all with their own amazing stories and expressions..we even had a hysterical and historical song moment about a guy’s failed relationship with a cake. Now really, life is NOT boring (thanks Bruce)!  We ended the evening doing a group singing along to honor Tom Petty- singing Free Falling. so cool. We will do this again, so stay tuned.

Meanwhile, I woke up and wrote 2 songs…I know, pretty crazy., a day in the life of a songwriter. At the bottom I’ll post the facebook live I did of the song- pretty funny–but hey, life is getting real-er and real-er. Glad to share the moments.

That being said, I am starting a new songwriting class in a few weeks locally–and also thinking of starting up another songwriting class online, so no excuses about distance.  It’s only a phone or computer away; using a group conference app- downright cool. The magic happens- in person, online…so, If you are wanting to write but not doing it, stuck in the doldrums, if you want a blast of support/enthusiasm/inspiration, etc, email me back…

Meanwhile, I’m taking off for San Diego next week; doing my coaching mastermind, and participating of this healing experience called IMX. that I told you about before.I want to make sure you got it—I still have free tickets because I’m in the mastermind, so if you are interested, check it out ASAP- it’s comin’ up- here’s the link—yes, it’s worth the trip to San Diego, where ever you are coming from.…/s…/imx-seat-saver-vip-guest/
It will rock your world.

that’s it for Saturday.
Let me know if you wanna get your songwriting groove on.

Have an awesome weekend
blessings always.


p.s. here’s the link to the new song if you care or dare.


Yes and

The crack in the sidewalk
the turn of the trail
The twist of a tree limb
The topple of a dream

Life is not straight lines
As much as we beg


this playful crooked
This constant turn and twist
This dance alive
this pivot and prod
This next wild yes

sunlight dancing on a shimmering leaf

donkey hat and all

Yes and

(what’s next?)

how many angels?

I love the open door
of this day
full of expectation
and no limit yes.
I love this moment of simple stillness
drawing me into the mother’s deep bosom
her constant and total nurturing
I give that to myself now
big sigh into yes.
for this is all I got
like a million zillion angels
dancing on the head of a pin
so happy
I get it now.

winter solstice

Winter Solstice has arrived
on timid tender feet
Wednesday, December 21, 2016 at 2:44 am PST.
Find your still deep silent spot of being
Let it anchor you for the new year

Today is the day
In fact the next three days
the sun stands still
in the shifting and changing
Be with that stillness.
Come into the quiet place
Rest in the darkness
Surrender to the knowing
you are
at your very core


feel the words come
not just the ordinary
blah blah
but the flash of yes
that lights up your spine
and goes forth raw and real
the words that don’t give a crop
what others might think
that care deeply for tender and broken parts
that heals and holds the knowing
life has brought
the perfect storm of you
let your words pour forth


right now
so preciousScreenshot 2016-06-01 07.15.19
can you feel the quality
of precious?
the sunrise
the changing leaves…
the argument your had last night?
what gifts come?
what opening is possible?
let the day inform that possibility
the possibility of preciousness
reclaim the day
that you might have walked so unaware
find a resting place,
that underlying deep dark nothingness
that informs all the brightness of this day.
that place of


at the tree tree1
it stands so tall
forever seemingly
so patient and strong,
but that is just its nature.
at the hummingbird
it’s only task to find nectar
it’s marvelous wings
it’s defiance of everything we know
this little bird
of peep and ruby throat
wonder at the blade of grass
one single spire to the sky
resilient and allowing
swaying in the slightest breeze
and wonder
wonder at you and me
we here
hands feet heart head
we breathe forth
into the only moment we have
full of fear and beauty
fun fluster and folly.
might we come to know
gratitude and wonder
as our best friends
along this tender trail we tread.


Life goes up and down
in and outtree6
all around
that little monkey mind
flies through the trees
with the greatest of…?
that’s the quality of all we desire
that’s the ultimate destination…
it’s in the noticing
in the loving
in the what the heck, love it anyway-ing
as he flies through the air
laugh out loud surrendering.

into ease.

love is breathing us

We breathe
we breatheangelcloud
we just breathe
and then we breathe
there we go again…

pretty constant til we die.
That’s reality.

sometimes we breathe in love
then breathe it out.

Sometimes we circulate that breath
and feel it fill every pore.
amazed at the feeling.
we ask,
why don’t we breathe love more?

but the reality of it all is
that love is breathing us
each breath
every inch and cell.