God is in New Jersey too!

In my daily battle with my rational mind, it appears that my heart, along with the most Divine version of myself, have been left in San Francisco. Back in August of 2010 my father passed away. A few days prior to his passing, after a conversation we had, I decided that my 11 year adventure on the west coast was coming to it’s natural end. I wasn’t jumping on a plane or anything, but I felt a pull back to the rooted nature of the east coast. It was only days later that I did have to make an unfathomable, torturous flight and I found myself telling everyone at the funeral that I was the one who was coming back east to be closer to my mom, not my sister who was 18 years into her California dream. While my Goddess-self might pay a visit here in New Jersey, she only stays a short while and her visits apparently aren’t fulfilling enough for her to stick around. A rumble in the spine while meditating, the occasional flicker of light in the corner of my eye, my everyday dance with God has faded into subtle acknowledgements when I hear someone speak of Truth. The sunsets don’t bring a tear to my eye, my heart doesn’t feel like it’s expanding in yoga class, nothing seems to be giving my that goose-bump high that signals to me that, “I AM.” What role does God play in my life? I’d hate to talk about God without prefacing my concept of what God is. I was raised Catholic, baptized, confirmed, the whole bit –...

I heart Esalen

I have said it for many years, Lake Tahoe is heaven on earth. So when I refer to Big Sur, California I have to come up with something that surpasses this sentiment because Big Sur is even more majestic and breathtaking. Where the mountains crumble to the sea, Big Sur, California is…  yeah, I just can’t even put it into words. 14 years ago I traveled from Los Angeles to San Francisco with a few girlfriends from college. To break up the route 1 coastal drive, we stayed overnight in Big Sur in a little cabin I found online. On our way up from LA, every twist and fenceless curve was a heart-stopping adventure. Once we arrived, we all knew we were someplace special. Some of our most well known American literary contributions were written in or about this hidden sacred space. Henry Miller wrote, “Big Sur is the California that men dreamed of years ago, this is the Pacific that Balboa looked at from the Peak of Darien, this is the face of the earth as the Creator intended it to look.” It is only until you walk amongst the redwoods and stare over the cliffs into the Pacific that you can comprehend the omnipotence of Big Sur. It wasn’t until 7 years later that I made it back to Big Sur, to one of the countries most renowned retreat centers, Esalen. Esalen offers continuing education programs, farming and gardening apprenticeships, ongoing residency programs, weekend workshops, personal retreats and so much more. The clothing optional hot springs are built into the side of the mountains, the fresh organic...

The World Outside

While the purpose of this site and the work I am choosing to expose is all about the journey within, sometimes there are places outside, physical locations, that are worth the trip. Some may be retreat centers where wellness professionals will hold workshops, some are places where heaven and earth collide and some are both. It took me months, maybe years and hundreds of conversations to discover these places of pure beauty and grace. Here, I’ll make it easy for you. When I arrived in California almost 11 years ago, I drove out to Lincoln Avenue in San Francisco and stood on a cliff overlooking the Pacific ocean. With the Golden Gate bridge to my right, a never ending coastline to my left and the steady drumming of the waves crashing below, I knew I was home. I knew there was knowledge here and I was ready to learn. There is something about California… Clear I don’t think I’ve seen a more beautiful day My mind is clear and my feet are steady I approach each situation with a blissful resistance Questions float like whispers of truth, out from my mouth My spirit is light, my soul has taken control I know who I am and am confident in it’s presence The wind is my God It takes me to the edge of the sea I hear there, all I need to know I take a moment to bask in the glory of life I return full of knowledge I have been enlightened by the purpose of being This was my first published poem. I wrote it in 2003…...

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