I have recently been asked on a few separate occasions what's behind "Evoking Grace," the new name for my Coaching Business. While I tried to resist giving too much info away in the past, I’ve now...
Happy 2016! While I prepare myself to write the very first post of this newborn year, I realize that many will be expecting it to be on resolutions, goals & some magic trick...
I stand for the power of the unknown, for it makes us as big as we really are when we let it.
I stand for the power of the silence we carry within ourselves but which we often struggle to access because taken by the noise out there.
And I stand by the power only this very moment offers but which we rarely grasp for our reluctance to be still.
And while I’m still floating, sometime higher, sometime very close again to the ground, I can see there’s no other way to be right now. Not for me. Not for anyone-else. There is no way back to our old ways because life has evolved so much in such a short space of time and we are called to trust our instincts, close our eyes and leap
I also realize that as I try to work it all out in my head, I fail to watch myself holding on to ‘the little things” in life which always fill my heart with a joy that is hard to put into words.
We live in a society where anger has always been frowned upon and avoided, almost feared. We often go through life trying to repress our raw feelings because they make us feel exposed and vulnerable. Because we have been taught that we are bad if we feel in a certain way, and we cannot handle being bad. We constantly need to feel good and accepted.
I recently wrote about the importance of starting your day in a meaningful way. Today I want to reiterate the importance of having small, daily routines which will keep you grounded and open during...
I wanted to find a way to be closer to the everyday person. The one who still wonders whether we should all be leaving in a shack up on a mountain to find peace or if we could find ourselves in the midst of a crowded pub on a Saturday night. The stranger on the bus, in a queue, sitting across me at the pub. That stranger is ultimately the person who will have to face life no matter of their social level, background and origins.There is so much emphasis now days on being “spiritual” that I think we all got confused a bit. So writing seemed to be a good way to show how happiness is right here, where we are.
So, here I am, still looking myself in the mirror that life holds to me every day.
These are wild times.
They are so wild, in fact, that it looks like we are all going around stumbling and mumbling, making very little sense of how we choose to move through our days.