Just polished my toenails a pale, pearlescent baby pink. I’m not a mani/pedi chick. I’m a gardener. These look pretty but I wonder if my toenails are gasping for air?

I’d thought about buying one of these little pools so I could float at home on hot days but then thought what a waste of water since I’d have to empty it at night. I’d have to keep a tarp across it to keep out falling leaves, misquito larvae and raccoons. Right, raccoons, I hope they don’t climb up it, they climb up everything. Still, I’m missing my Jacuzzi tub and thought this might be a summer substitute.
An hour later: Ok, I bought this little pool, it was $24.97 at Walmart. I had a compressor to blow it up, but didn’t realize I needed an adapter like you’d use to blow up an air mattress. My neighbor had one tho, but 20 minutes later my ancient compressor gave out. I went back to the store to look at compressors since I need a new one for my bicycle tires anyway. I had to laugh. This is how a $24 pool turns into $100 purchase.   Continue reading →

June 2015 cover

Hello and welcome to the June 2015 edition of Horizons Magazine. Happy Summer Solstice, a time when the sun lingers the longest of any other day. It is a time of intensity, renewal and great potential. I typically do a burning bowl ceremony at Summer Solstice, just making some symbolic notes of things I’d like to be free of, which I then burn in my chimenea.  I think of it as a time of renewal.  A time to make things new and get clear what I want for the rest of the year.  Summer Solstice is also Father’s Day. A time to celebrate the men in your life. Tell them how much you appreciate them, maybe light a candle for those who have moved on. “…the terrible discovery that men make about their fathers sooner or later is that the man before him was not an aging father but a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of his own and, as best he could, out of a sense of duty and, perhaps love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a Protector, who would keep a lid on all the chaotic and catastrophic possibilities of life.”  ~Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities.   Continue reading →

If I do what satisfies my soul – whether I make money at it or not – then my life is filled with joy. When my soul feels satisfied, other streams of joy and income start coming in as if from nowhere. Or I might start making money doing what satisfies my soul. But the feeling satisfied part has to come first. My job is to find out what satisfies my soul. All else will follow.

You have never, not for one moment, been off your path. And you have no reason whatsoever to feel any embarrassment or discomfort about where you are at this stage in your life. You are powerfully on your path. And you are just beginning the best part of your life. ~ Abraham-Hicks

Sometimes I have a hard time realizing when I’m the funnel and when I’m the cup. I used to be concerned my cup was always leaking, then I realized I was a funnel. And a pretty good one. Everything comes, everything goes, and everything comes again 🙂 When I see it that way, I can experience it as a never ending flow of goodness, that I can enjoy as it passes through.

The formula for how you got where you are right now: Your intention + your allowance minus your resistance = the circumstances you find yourself in right now, today. All of us. Always, no exceptions.

A friend writes: “What about the issue of karma/karmic debts that we have to repay in our lifetime? Sometimes I honestly feel that “bad” or seemingly unjust things occur regardless of all the positive vibrational energy we send out into the universe.” Good question. When you’re in a good place and doing all the “right” things and still get hit by a karmic backlash, that’s simply past momentum coming back around. Soon enough you will work thru it all.    Continue reading →

It’s all about perception.  An elderly neighbor called me this morning: “A big, black man just went into your garage. He knocked on my door and I didn’t open it.”
Me: “Oh, that’s the next door neighbor’s teen, he just wanted to use the phone.”
“…. Oh”
Some folks see dastardly doings in the making no matter what they look at.