Good and bad; it’s all on the Internet. Whatever you ’re drawn to, whatever you respond to or like, the programs will send you more of. The things you click on, you will receive over and over. If you respond to posts that make you feel bad, you create more opportunities to feel bad. Is life like that, or isn’t it? Continue reading
Fear causes us to focus on the negative. You go to a party and eight lovely things happen – meetings, conversations, food, attraction, dance – and one clumsy thing – you bump into someone and they glare at you. You’ll probably remember the one negative over all the positives. This focus on fear is a survival strategy from long ago. If that one negative was a tiger behind a tree, you really needed to focus on that. Continue reading
If you find yourself doing something even while telling yourself, “I shouldn’t do this,” or asking “Why am I doing this?” or hiding the fact that you are doing it, you are probably addicted to it. Continue reading
All change, personal, social or political, starts with yourself. You can’t change anything without having it change you, too. Continue reading
If you’re like most people, you have no idea how much you are loved. But you are, and I can prove it. Continue reading
There are “I”s in team. The way is not to suppress yourself, but to become more fully yourself as your context and situation lead you. Like jazz and basketball, life requires you to be yourself and respond to others as well. Continue reading
Read the new Healing Path book. The Inn by the Healing Path: Stories on the Road to Wellness, Book 1: “Never Alone,”is now available from all major e-book retailers including Smashwords and Kindle. Please take a look, sample the first 30% for free, buy ($2.99,) write a review, tell your friends, share on FaceBook and other media. Continue reading
If you can be happy for other people’s good fortune, you will have an endless supply of things to be happy about. Continue reading
The point of the search is to realize there is nothing to search for, the destination of the journey is to realize that the journey never ends. Continue reading
Last week I went to a playground with my granddaughter Anaya on a rare sunny day in San Francisco. A mother came in with her seriously disabled nine or ten year old son. He had cerebral palsy, and his mother … Continue reading
