Scattered forces

Do you ever wake up with the frustrated, disjointed sensation that your emotional forces are scattered all over some inner landscape?I certainly do. This very morning was a case in point.As I always do, I journaled to get to the bottom of the question. Essentially, by...

Garbage Stew

Well, if you got past the subject line, you are a very brave soul.What IS garbage stew, you may be asking, and why should I think about it on a beautiful Sunday morning? Good questions!Garbage stew is the unconscious sludge that keeps us stuck–if we don’t...

Straight from the Horse’s Mouth

Today, I had an email from the manufacturer/inventor of my Marvel Machine. He’s been reading the blog–isn’t that great? It seems I should try for the full four minutes on the lower body workout. This is an upper-body day, so I can take the day to...

It’s Friday–again!

Where does the time go?It’s amazing, how fast a week passes these days.So many things going on! Planning the dog yard. Writing the new book. Making the most preliminary of plans for the dream house. A particularly challenging course at the University of Phoenix....

Breaking News

I was born in Spokane, Washington, on June 10, 1949. I’ve always liked the limelight. When Mom went into labor that sunny summer morning, Dad was in a panic and raced up a one-way street–the wrong way. A motorcyle cop whipped in behind him and flipped on...

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