What is Mindfulness?

Every once in a while I need to revisit this fundamental question. People ask and are often confused by the term “mindfulness.” Or it carries “New Age” baggage it doesn’t deserve.  Mindfulness is as practical and mainstream a concept as discipline or integrity. Have you ever read stories about a woman who didn’t realize she was pregnant and then suddenly gave birth in the bathroom? That’s the opposite of mindfulness. Being so completely cut off from …
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On Being a Girl

The article below was written by a dear friend of mine for her friend’s new blog. She sent it to me to read, and I found it so moving, I had to share it. If you are a girl, have ever been a girl, or would like to empower and guide a girl, this is a must read! Share it with the girls in your life….and please share your comments as Mary may want to …
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How NOT to Live a Happy Life

“A cynic is someone who knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing.”   -Oscar Wilde Are you the kind of person who takes pride in knowing how everything works? Do you nod knowingly at every magic trick you’ve ever seen? Do you rush to explain why sunsets are orange? Does the world hold very little wonder for you? Or maybe, you know somebody who fits that description. While knowledge and understanding are powerful …
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Have You Got It Backwards?

“Be happy in the moment – that’s enough. Each moment is all we need – not more.”   -Mother Teresa My friend had a revelation this morning…ironically something I’ve been saying to her for years, but somehow she just discovered it for herself. “I’ve been trying to fix the outside of my life all this time, but it never works no matter what I do. I have to fix the inside, and then everything else will …
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Blues Legends, Movie Stars and my Mom

A small, frail looking man sat across the aisle from me on the long flight from Dallas. His stringy, colorless hair hung lifelessly from beneath a cowboy hat, and his movements were repetitive and quirky. His talon-like fingers moved constantly, as if rolling marbles, guided shakily by arms littered with faded tattoos adorning his tissue-paper skin. He had the appearance of some deteriorating Hell’s Angel… or a badass cattle rancher gone to seed. As he …
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