To heal humanity we need to focus on our one collective-soul! Hello, lovely people. Happy last Friday of the month. Another honor to have my poem nesting in this lovely…
Mother Earth has gone through a few years of convalescing; we've been on the mend from our careless ways as well. But you must agree, this is hardly enough time to heal entirely. The purpose of this short article is twofold; one is to offer you my humble attempt of releasing you from guilt, and the other, to introduce you to a practice called Tikkun Olam. Let's make it Earth Day every day.
We live. We learn. We remember. We grow. No redos but if you do it with your whole heart you become the best version of yourself. That’s my hope for you. xo
What a wonderful world this life is, though brief and transcendental-- Grand. Let's all zoom out, listen and look at ourselves from above — with open senses to the healing rhythm of the life that's exploding around us.
My bed is warm Reverent is my spirit My eyes get heavier By the minute
In two decades of decadent living I'd banished all remembrances of the past But the house that I ran from came ghosting Nudging me to go visit one last time…
We’re one people brought down to our knees To face challenges we’ve ignored for too long If it weren’t for the love we all carry in our souls We would have perished already, alone
Then I came to Japan. And I collapsed. Exhausted. I became undone only to find a wellspring of new energy that slowly seeped into me. Slowly, I started to deflate. I heard birds chirping, cicadas singing their joyful songs, people conversing and laughing softly and life for me turned into a slow waltz. It can happen to you too. Promise.
I read that a couple of summers ago ten smart kids -- kids with great grade point averages and high SAT scores -- who had been accepted to Harvard…