• Hope for a better world

    Surviving in an Ever-changing World

    Have you ever wondered… if civilization collapsed, if there were no more electricity or oil, would you be able to survive? If there were no more refrigerators, stoves, faucets with fresh water, or flush toilets, would you be able to cook? Bathe? Could you find potable water? Could you forage for food? Do you have the seeds and the know-how to grow your own food? If your car could no longer function (without gas or oil available), could you survive on your little plot of land? Could you get to somewhere with greater natural resources? Without electricity, the banking industry would collapse. Could you get by without money? Do you…

  • Soul Path and Life Lessons

    Turning Points

    Have you ever stopped to think about all the turning points in your life? What would your life have looked like, for instance, if you’d married x instead of y? What if you hadn’t gone to law school, as your parents wanted, but had instead become a musician? Or, what if you hadn’t started dating that one particular guy and gotten pregnant at the age of 18? How would your life have been different? A friend of mine recently applied for a job and was one of the final two candidates to be considered. I told her that I had a strong feeling that if she wanted the job, she…

  • Cry of the Soul

    The Message of Silent Tears

    I have been living in New Mexico and recently suffering the effects of an excess of juniper pollen. Either my eyes itch until I frantically rub them raw, or finally my over-the-counter meds kick in enough to tone down the itching to a dull ache. When this happens, instead of itching, often my eyes will just leak tears. I assume this is a good thing. My body is trying to rid itself of this alien invader, this totally natural substance that feels completely foreign to this eastern-born-and-bred woman. As I note these silent tears, I am reminded of other times when silent tears ran down my cheeks. The first instance…

  • Hope for a better world

    Breaking Open

    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 to myself, ‘Cindy, you need to get outside. Do some singing…