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Yesterday I woke up in a funk. This is not my normal state of being. In fact, it happens very seldom. But yesterday I woke up cranky and I continued to be in this uncomfortable place of "not right," not happy. Although I was into my third week of recovering from a seriously broken ankle, and although I hadn't slept very well, and although I had a few money worries, none of these situations seemed to be the actual triggers for my unpleasant state of mind. After over an hour of being in this discombobulated state, I finally said …
I have been really blessed to have traveled back and forth and around this country multiple times.  It's a beautiful country. In recent years I've been much more conscious of taking the time to explore the places that have more spiritual energy--both the famous sites and the more obscure.  It is so much better for our spirits to slow down and enjoy the journey.  Too often we are destination-oriented and with finite and constrictive timelines.  This does not serve our soul. So, in an effort to inspire you to consider maybe soaking in the energy of one or two of these special …
There are two sides of us.  One side is human.  It is bound to this earth both by gravity and necessity.  The other self is our spirit self, our soul, our consciousness.  This self is boundless; it is eternal; it is inextricably linked to Spirit with a capital S. Our human self needs food and water to survive.  It has physical needs.  Our spirit self needs things which elevate our vibration and consciousness.  This will vary from person to person, but it could include things like spiritual community, sunlight, water, music, dance, etc.  The spirit self will also thrive on pursuing …
I confess I have always loved Thanksgiving. Feasting is a near universal ritual celebrating the harvest. It is truly a good and important thing to give thanks for the food that we are blessed to have and to share it with others. That said, the way that we teach our children about the first Thanksgiving in our country is quite deceptive. In our schools we imply that it was a warm and fuzzy feast shared between the Pilgrims and the Indians. I forced myself to do research tonight and was stunned to find out that many "thanksgiving" feasts were held to …
For the first month of this pilgrimage I was called to embark upon (this sacred journey through parts of our nation), I was mostly camping outside, only occasionally taking refuge from the cold and damp in the warmth and comfort of a motel room.  But now, moving into my sixth week, I have been staying in the homes of hospitable friends.  And although I am enjoying this time with ones dear to me, my spirit is beginning to notice something.  When I am away from nature I get more out of balance. When camping, after my day's activities (or lack thereof) …
Last night marked the eighth night of my pilgrimage.  It has already been simultaneously much more challenging physically than I expected and much more profound spiritually. I haven't been camping alone since about the year 2000, and that was at the height of the summer in the southwestern desert.  I understood traveling and camping in unbelievable heat, but I wasn't quite prepared for the cold 40-something degrees of nights high in the mountain.   The physical discomfort has been worth it thus far however, because the spiritual benefits have been notable.  I really didn't expect to already being feeling such a difference. When …