Doing is what we do.

So much so that we have become human doings rather than human beings.

Joseph Campbell coined the term The Hero’s Journey which examines the stages of the hero: set out on an adventure, face a crisis and win, then return victorious.

Last week I was, once again, reminded of the transformative power of having a tender and self-compassionate approach towards myself and my experience. It is everything.

I love surprises! Especially once-in-a-lifetime surprises, like the one I got to experience last week, when my sister Deb invited me to go see Elton John in Toronto for his final tour.

It’s only been a month since we last connected, but for me it feels longer, and I’m so grateful to be back. I missed you!

I love looking back and reminiscing about my summer holidays as a kid.

The last few weeks we’ve been exploring space and water. What can I say, it’s summertime and the beach is inspiring me in many different ways!

I’d like to ‘ride the wave’ of last week’s message about space.

Think back to when you were a child. Were you ever afraid that there was a scary monster under the bed or in your closet? I was.

I’d like to share something with you I started doing years ago. I do it every day, it’s simple and it has brought real meaning to my life.

I recently hosted a weekend retreat for women just outside of London. It was the first time I have facilitated anything in person for two and a half years, and it was the first time the women participating had been in person like this, too.

I am in awe of the mystery of true nature and my soul’s evolution. The journey is never-ending, and there is a continual unfoldment of truth that happens and - it is beyond my control.

The simple things in life bring me so much pleasure; including my weekly walk and talks with my dear friend, Chris.

A few weeks ago, I got the impulse to spend some time reflecting and getting clear on why I am doing what I’m doing.

Why do I teach mindfulness?

Last Wednesday I had the great pleasure of celebrating my mom’s 90th birthday together with her and our family. We had so much to celebrate! The incredible life she’s led these past 90 years, and all that she’s experienced.

A few weeks ago, I talked about planting seeds; taking time to reflect on what we want to focus on and nurture in our life. I mentioned how I want to play more and have more fun. So, in the spirit of play I started playing Pickleball! I’m taking lessons and playing with friends, and I love it.

One of the many gifts of being on this spiritual journey is I can say with sincerity I have become my own best friend. As I write these words, I feel a softness in my heart. A part of me is deeply touched by this truth.

Spring is a beautiful time of year.

After a long winter of resting, you can feel new life emerging.

Last week I went for a walk in Warbler Woods for the first time since winter. It’s one of my favourite hikes, and when I entered, it felt like reuniting with an old friend. We picked up where we left off and didn’t miss a beat. I felt the comfort of familiarity.

What part of us wants or desperately needs to control things?