Men. Can’t trust ‘em. Women. What a crazy breed, can’t trust those cats at all. We all know you can’t trust a teenager, or a politician, or inlaws or Canadians. How about corporations or the government or hipsters? People with little dogs? People with big dogs? Cat people? People with no pets at all? How about neighbours who don’t mow their lawn? Are they more or less trustworthy than people have animal shaped hedges? Churchgoers? Newagers? Hunters? Marketers? Drinkers? Purists? Strippers?Parents? Boomers?Vegans? It’s important to know who you can and can’t trust right? What do you draw on to discern
Love your Humanity
Do you ever find yourself having the same fight with this spouse that you had with the last one? Or same spouse different decade? Or maybe not a fight and not a spouse, but a familiar conversation with a friend about the perils of your work or the ten pounds that’s back or those blasted childhood abandonment issues that just won’t leave you alone? Maybe you’re smoking again, or feeling excessively guilty again, or pissing people off again. Maybe your inner critic is taking over just like during that dark period in college, or you feel that itching longing to
How do you measure your worth? Is it by how hot you are? How much money you make? How accepted by your father you are? Is it measured by how much you get done in a day, or how consistently you’ve been meditating? Is it measured by your generosity or spiritual piety? Is your worth measured by how big your thighs or circle of friends or book collection is? It is how many deals you score? Chick you score? Grades to you score? Is your worth measured against others? You ideals? Your values or your boss’ expectations? Is it inherent and assumed?
Most of us are busy. The world’s just so fast now. With so much to hook our attention, our energy output can start to feel like a fish on a line thrashing this way and that as though all the motion is bringing us closer to something. Whatever that something may be. I’m compulsively busy. Always have been. Maybe it’s my personality. Maybe it’s my passion and drive. Maybe it’s my need to express art and ideas. Maybe it’s my longing for connection and intimacy with others. Maybe it’s my limited capacity to say no and create limits. Maybe it’s
When someone contacts me to inquire about coaching, they’re typically in one of two places and more often than not, are experiencing both at the same time. They want something they don’t have. A result or an experience. Something better than here, a feeling of higher, wider, fuller, better. They’re in pain. They want out of that pain. They want to rid themselves of an experience or habit. Slough off and gain a feeling of freedom, liberation, completion, acceptance. In a recent session with a client, we were speaking about an aspect of her development that’s in support of her
How much is enough? How much love or money or praise or approval? How much proof or displays or interest or evidence do you need? What would happen if you got everything you wanted all at once? Could you take it? I feel like my life over the past few years have been like a rocket in the direction of what I most want to give and receive. It’s been the hardest and the most rewarding years I’ve faced so far. It’s an interesting feeling, this becoming. As I work and write and continue to bring myself to the edges
I totally thought I was being hilarious. Turns out I was being an asshole. It’s a very strange experience when you realize that the You that’s in your head is not the same You that’s being experienced by others. While it’s not a major theme in my life, I have, on occasion, received feedback from those who are close to me that I can be flippant and insensitive, that my humour can be cutting and people end up hurt. This hasn’t happened in a long time but then suddenly it was EVERYWHERE. I wrote more apology emails two weeks ago
Let’s be clear, this title is ironic. When it comes to saying no, I’m no artist. I’m barely a practitioner. My impulse towards yes is so strong and habitual that no gets caught by and wrapped in a whole swirl of emotion. I want to please you, honour you, support you, show appreciation for you, help you, receive from you, offer all I’ve got to you and opening up and saying yes feels like the way to do that. No gets caught in my throat. No presses on my heart. No tightens me up and feels unnatural. No feels like I’m rejecting you, disappointing you, letting you down.
Every time I hear someone say that they’re not disciplined enough, lack willpower or obviously just don’t want it badly enough, I can feel my heart break a little. This is not because discipline or will may not be factors, but because what is carried with it is a form of aggression that undercuts the potential for motion in the desired direction. How we organize around the meaning we form matters. How we view ourselves and the world will cause us to move in particular ways and fail to move in other ways. For self-proclaimed undisciplined people, trying to become
Does working with the Law of Attraction really lead most people to an expansive experience of manifesting all the delights and treats life has to offer or does it leave us bound up in knots of cognitive games that fiercely deny the shit, pain and disappointment of how things are for fear of attracting more of that? You’ve got to let the Universe know what you want, right? So you make vision boards and say mantras. You use language that affirms that you’ve already got what’s coming your way. You cultivate gratitude. You focus on what you want to have