In Belgium

I often refer to my husband as my personal, live-in guru. I jokingly have started calling him Richpoche. All joking aside, he is the grounding energy to my nervous system’s seemingly instantaneous, zero to 100mph fight or flight response to what I perceive to be negative, attack energies, flying at me from the world at... Continue Reading →


I think; therefore, they are

Periodically, I write a post and then decide to save it as a draft. This is often when I write something in anger and/or frustration and then decide to shelve the energy instead of sending it out into the virtual ethos. I wrote one such post today, titled The Power of Shenpa, which I may... Continue Reading →

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