Inspirational Pathways

--> --> As a newcomer to the East Coast I am struck by the ramifications of spring. When we arrived in Washington DC , snow was still falling and the flora was a gray/brown hue. Inches of snow covering earth, plants and our new cottage was a delightful respite from the dull almost sadness of this winter landscape. Someone accurately described how snow makes everything silent, which I believe includes, at least momentarily, our inner critic. A project for next winter is to test this theory. The working title is The Om Project, a study in the quiet space of snow. --> The sight of bulbs poking through the soil, still kissed with fresh snow is divine and allows me to ponder the cycles of nature and how they truly reflect aspects of transition in our lives. Transition can be a painful birth, for many one that refuses to come to a conclusion. The choices we make in tr ansition can and will affect our future. Our commitment to a single outcome although noble can b...

2009 started with the awful task of removing people from my phone and email list. All will remain in my heart, yet, death has irrevocably severed our relationship and has left a chasm filled foggy landscape. Over the past few months I have been part of significant family, community and personal transition. As a coach and activist I realize that much of the discomfort currently p resent in my life is similar to the grind that many feel and struggle with daily. The physically and emotional challenges I am facing are unique to me , yet shared by many. Therefore I have decided to publish a brief account my expe riences, both as an honoring and documentation of how upheaval manifests itself. As I reflect upon shared memories my goal is to respect others pain, while explori ng grief, death, change and the continuum of life. Mid 2008 my husband (Nick) and I were discussing big life questions . For him questioning his current life / career path . For me how to deepen my creative / coachi...