Our Blog: Thoughts from the Path

What’s Your Story?

The other morning early, out for a walk on my usual loop, I was heading east through the neighborhoods and out to the pasture that borders the houses. Turning to pick up the sidewalk that runs adjacent and then a cross over the wooden bridge and away from civilization.

This may be a bit of an exaggeration since if I turn around I can see tons of homes, but facing forward feels like an adventure into nature. Wide open land, trees, cattle, horses, birds, hawks, geese, sky, clouds and fog.

Maybe it’s because they’re mammals, but cows are always endlessly fascinating to watch. Standing there observing, there’s a hint of movement out of the corner of my eye in the next pasture. A fox? It’s hard to see clearly through the morning fog and the blending of leftover summer brown grass that hasn’t yet turned its winter green. And then there are ears bouncing. And then more ears bouncing.

A pair of jack rabbits that were almost at the fence near where I was standing, turn and bolt away in the opposite direction, deeper into the pasture. And then another pair of ears, and another and another.

As my eyes focused, there were at least 10 rabbits dashing, hopping, bouncing, jumping and playing with each other as they found new territory to cover. They were playing and having fun. What a sight!

When they got further away and barely visible, I turned to continue on my walk with a bounce in my step (was I a practicing rabbit?) and a smile in my heart. Seeing these moments feel like a gift that I received because I was there in that moment of their play.

It’s a story that I can share with you, in hope that you will be excited to go outside and find your own story to share. Stories are a part of our collective history. Curiosity becomes contagious.


Celebrating 2017 & Welcoming 2018

Why does the arrival of December seem to come as a surprise?  Perhaps it’s the turn around; the looking  back instead of ahead. It is the end of a calendar year. But if you take away the idea of “time,” as in a calendar sort of way, and instead proceed as usual on to the next month, it doesn’t seem quite so extraordinary.

Recognition of the conclusion of one year and the beginning of the next does offer us the occasion for celebration. A time to stop and consider life.  A time to reflect and take it all in.

A time to let go of the resistance we hold: to time, to change, to what we don’t like, to what makes us unhappy.

When we let go of resistance it feels a lot like relief. And feeling relief really is a cause for celebration.

What is it about resistance that feels like such an integral part of our daily lives? While it sounds good as a form of not tolerating or accepting things we don’t like, is it really a productive path to be always focused on what we don’t like or want?

Consider this: resistance creates resistance. The war on drugs, the war on poverty, the war on anything.  It’s still a war full of resisting.

Dedication to Humans

In Honor and Tribute
to Firefighters, Police, Medical Personnel
& All who give of themselves, opening heart and home 


What happens to community when there’s a crisis?  We humans come together!

October 9, 2017, fire broke out near where I live. It became multiple fires and spread very quickly due to the fierceness of the winds.

People died; more than 7,500 homes and structures were dstroyed; many more people were and have been displaced and evacuated to evacuation centers, to friends and family homes, hotels/motels, anywhere people could find a safe place to bring themselves and their beloved animals.

People woken abruptly in the middle of the night, groggy and disoriented, having to flee from the fire with nothing but the clothes they wore, not knowing if they would return to a home or to ashes. Not knowing if they would make it out alive. Not knowing where their animals were.

Neighbors and strangers knocking on doors to get people out of their homes and safe. 

Smoke filled the air for miles around as the fire raged and burned, carrying small particles of the structures that were burning, making it dangerous to breathe, to be outside or even open windows and doors.

Help and welcome has been everywhere and abundant. So much so there were signs saying, No More Donations Please. So so many people pitching in to help strangers who needed it; to help one another. Strong, incredible leadership. So much kindness.

What a world we live in. One day people are hating on each other, the next they’re diving in to save a life.

The Shape, Sound and Colors of our Conversations

What shape, sound or color does a conversation feel like? Is it bold and brassy or intimate and whispery? Does it feel hot like the sun or frigid as ice? Does conversation draw you in like a magnet leaving you wanting more or does it feel so scary that you want to run as far and fast as possible? Is it the size of the moon or as small as a dandelion?

The conversation that can be experienced with some when walking outdoors for could be all of the above, but the likely hood of it being a positive powerful experience is profoundly possible. Why? Because the movement of walking incites the flow of energy and thoughts. It delivers vitality to a space and place for thinking. When life force and emotions get to connect with the wonderful world of the outdoors, spurred on by the blood and muscle that’s thrilled to be moving and shaking, the content of your talk will invariably be spontaneous, powerful and real.

Give yourself the freedom to walk where you want and for how long it feels comfortable to you. Tune out any voice that says you should do this or that. Any walking is inspired walking. It doesn’t matter how far you walk. Give yourself the permission to step out if only for 5 minutes. Remind yourself that what you are doing is with the intention to feel good and this is only the beginning.

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