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Italy Slice of Life and Meditation

Some of the best meditative, self-reflective and breathtaking moments I have spent on this Earth was when I studied abroad in Italy back in 1989 and 1989 for a total of a year. 

In the summer of 1988 I studied Italian (intensive) at the School for Foreigners in Perugia. The school paired the students with others around the world. My roommate was from Germany. She was tall and blonde and I remember respecting her a lot. I don’t remember a whole lot of details as to why except that she was intelligent, was kind, her English impeccable and we shared a commiseration about our “house mother.”

What I Ate Today & Desert Guided Meditation

Some of you often wonder what a plant based person eats in a day, some of you already eat plant based and wonder like I do, what other plant based people eat. This will be a lighter post than the last couple I have written lately! I hope you enjoy this information and it helps you to create new ideas about what kind of foods will get your taste buds excited and energized while you build a new repertoire of recipes for you and your family.

The Wounded Healer, What Is It?

In case you haven’t heard of this archetype of a person, the Wounded Healer is simply one who has been through a massive bunch of life shit. After many years of broken hearts, damage and broken dreams, then therapy, and then the bolstering of self-confidence because we simply knew we had to overcome and triumph, we now can hold ourselves up with strength and great confidence that we “got this.” We not only made it through to the other side but now hold ourselves confidently with a staff of Knowing.

When I Write I Feel More Vulnerable

It’s true! It’s just like talking to a huge crowd of people. People will hear exactly what you think, your motives, your true intentions.  (main image from www.pixabay.com, John Iglar) Is it because I was raised with the philosophy that when you speak up everyone will know that you are the fool that they thought …

Funny Thing About Naming Stuff

I was thinking this morning about naming my latest painting and how to convey in a few words a title that could possibly express my emotions around the image I created. When I created the artwork, I was creating from some other indescribable place in my mind. Another dimension, if you will. I believe this place is also where we dream, where we go when we don’t use words very often but mostly symbols, visuals and actions taken.