That which brings me to you, Santa Fe. Here I am in Santa Fe, sitting on a love seat, and next to me, a sweet baby is propped up on pillows, as I write, drool sliding down his chin, eyelids heavy and soft, purring like a cat…
For the newly in love… For those looking to be in love… For those sleeping with someone new…. Or for those who are love.
I have this smell on my old shirt that reminds me of basements, a heady smell. The kind that makes you sit down on the edge of the bed after you bury your nose inside of it. The stench of menthol cigarettes smoked the day before, of a long dark…
Answer these questions thoughtfully and honestly and I truly believe you will find your bliss. What humbles you, bringing you to your knees? What do stand gaping, open-mouthed and in awe of? Who do you love impossibly and with every inch of possibility? What rock have lifted…
My biggest and most well known rule in my yoga class is: If you fall you must laugh. I have these bracelets. You probably have one. They are cobalt blue and they say: What Are You Manifesting? on one side. The other, and more important, from a business…