Mostly, this time of the year is a liminal space between here and there, then and now and you and me. Want to rewire, recalibrate and reinvent the next unfolding moment of the Truth of You and your own breath, your way? This is your invitation to entrain to new weather, time, space and commitments.
As a proud Arkansas native and die-hard Razorback fan, I cannot think of a better topic to write about in my first Huffington Post blog piece than the hotly contested U.S. Senate race in Arkansas, and the many reasons why Arkansans and people everywhere should oppose Tom Cotton.
Volatility and overwhelming emotions like sadness are flooding into everyone's consciousness, but that's our key to freedom right there: realizing we're tapping into everyone's consciousness -- as in the collective consciousness of the planet.
Shame + embarrassment + grade school. These three words unfortunately seem to go together don't they? Now add in social media's catch fire resp...
We have a tendency to rely on life-saving, last-minute efforts to turn around a person's health. These strategies are often unsuccessful and always extremely costly. They usually do not result in a lifetime improvement in health.
There is an abundance of pink ribbons around cities and neighborhoods, slapped on bumpers and product packaging and posted in store fronts. Although I find the united force against breast cancer wonderfully inspiring, where are all of the purple ribbons?
Without an emotional language our relationship with ourselves will be fraught with difficulty. And yet most of us have never learned to listen to ourselves and rarely even think about our emotional health as an absolute priority..... until something goes wrong.
I'll let you in on a little secret. Drinking coffee, for me, is more like a great love affair. Yes, I said it, a L-O-V-E affair. Why not love? I mean,...
Today is Women's Equality Day, which marks the 94th anniversary of the 19th Amendment that guaranteed women the right to vote. It was the culmination of a long struggle by generations of women who fought for equal access to the promise of the American Dream.
If we want to be truthful, we should call it the "Women Were Given the Right to Vote" day because the current name is a misnomer. Women are still not treated as equal.
I fight, deny, push and run. But it always catches me. It's always waiting for a moment. A glimpse of a bill, a peek in the laundry room, an unintentional comment, random everyday moments I can usually brush off. But some days those little sights are my monsters.
My hunger, my appetites, my longings, my skin, my bones, my size are mine for the taking. I take back my worthiness, my belonging in the world of beautiful and diverse beings. I live without apology for the straight lines and curves, living tissue, vulnerable heart that hold my living, breathing manifested story.
There are times, at night as I find I can't move because it has pulled me down against my bed, where I find that I, too, must audibly groan. Almost as though I'm harmonizing with the depth of the painful chord inside.
Whether the next few weeks into September mean prepping your kids for the new school year, starting a new job or gearing up for a big work or household project, there are many changes that occur that can be nerve-wracking.
Who would have thought that in 2014 we would be fighting to ensure that women are included in research on diseases and medical drugs and devices? If you find it outrageous, you are not alone.
Increasingly, we have to fight even for access to birth control, insurance coverage, and women's basic health care services such as Pap tests and breast cancer screenings. In this way, the public discussion about abortion rights has expanded, becoming more reflective of the real experience of women's lives.