News & Inspirations


Ethics of the Consciousness

"What is right for one soul may not be right for another.  It may mean having to stand on your own and do something stange in the eyes of others"  Eileen Caddy


On Attitude and Self Esteem

"You don't get to Choose how you are going to die or when.  You can only decide how you're going to live." - Joan Baez



One merges into another....

One merges into another, groups melt into ecological groups until the time when what we know as life meets and enters what we think of as non-life: barnacle and rock, rock and earth, earth and tree, tree and rain and air.... And it is a strange thing that most of the mystical outcrying which is one of our most prized and used and desired reactions of our species, is really the understanding and the attempt to say that man is related inextricably to all reality, know and unknowable.  This is a simple thing to say, but the profound feeling of it made Jesus, a St. Augustine, a St. Francis, a Roger Bacon, a Charles Darwin, and a Einstein.  Each of them in his own tempo and with his own voice discovered and reaffirmed with astonishment the knowledge that all things - plankton, a shimmering phosphorescence on the sea and spinning planets and the expanding universe, all bound together by the elastic string of time.  

- John Steinbeck and Edward F. Ricketts, Sea of Cortez


Changing of Seasons

So on Friday we went to the Edworthy Dog Park, this is a normal part of our weekly routine. We always have a great time.  Mojo chases the ball down the hills, Moka hopes around like a bunny and I enjoy the walk.

This time was a little different.  Maybe it is because I am consciously trying to take moments of just "being" in my life.  Either way it was so beautiful. 

The changing of the seasons filled the park with bright orange, yellow, red, pink and purple colors all around.  It was like candy for the eyes, I just wanted to sit, look and absorb all the beauty all around me.


I don't remember any other fall ever being so gorgeous.  But then again I was never really in the moment.

 Fall is the most beautiful season.  We know the dreaded winter is coming with its bitter cold and it's own unique beauty, it is evitable.   The colors and beauty of fall are like farewell presents for all of us for another season, not to dread the inventible but to appreciate what we have and had and remind us that soon enough it will be winter, then spring, summer and Fall once again.



Peace within yourself

"People meausre their esteem of each other by what each has, and not by what each is......  Nothing can bring you peace but yourself."

                                   - Ralph Waldo Emerson, Self-Reliance