“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we’re powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you NOT to be? Your playing small does not serve the world. There is...
Read MoreCircus Yoga: Learning To Fly
Community. Collaboration. The power of a group. These are some of my favorite concepts. It’s more than the idea that one hundred people working together can accomplish more than a single person. What excites me about collaboration is the energy and power of diverse people coming together with different skills, different ideas and different ways of...
Read MoreHow to Find Fun
(This is a re-post from 2010 but, like with many things I re-read after some time has gone by, it was a great reminder about WHY I want to find the fun. I hope it reminds you of something, too. <3 Ruth) You’ve heard the saying, “all work and no play makes Jill a dull girl.” Well, last week I was in Florida to meet with my...
Read MoreTreading Water
If all goes as planned, I will be back to the beach a week from today. Even though the RV is at the mechanic again. I had picked it up last Friday, all systems go. I drove city streets to the state’s emissions test center, then decided to take the freeway home. When I hit 65 mph I felt a slight hesitation, then the a/c stopped blowing cold. I...
Read MoreStepping to the Edge
Have you ever been called to do something that pushed you to the edge of your comfort zone? This soft edge is where we can learn so much about ourselves. We can observe how we respond to the challenge. We can hear the stories we tell ourselves. At this uncomfortable edge we can choose to step back from the fear and stay safe. Or we can choose to move...
Read MoreLearning to Fish
The summer I was six, my father taught me how to fish. We’d leave my mom home and drive out to Robert Moses State Park on the south shore of Long Island, past the swimming beaches to the fishing piers. We’d walk up and down one pier and then the other, watching the fishing people cast their clear lines over the rail and into the...
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