Tag Archives: Tara Brach

What Are You Unwilling to Feel?

  I can’t stand it when someone goes into victim mode and defends their right to be there. The story goes something like this. “This woman cut in line in front of me after I’d been standing there for fifteen … Continue reading

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The Wisdom of Tara Brach and Pádraig Ó Tuama

Last week’s Love Mischief led me to a talk by Pádraig Ó Tuama. Before I had a chance to listen to it, this short video from Tara Brach landed in my inbox. What came up for me as I listened … Continue reading

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Spaciousness

More and more I’ve noticed that I live on a continuum between panic and peace. A misplaced click makes a document disappear, and suddenly I’m in “fight, flight, or freeze. My body, mind, and focus are constricted; my ability to … Continue reading

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Remaking History

We were about to make Canadian history: the first Living from the Heart course day on Zoom. Audrey, Brent and I had put in extra hours rearranging the material, learning how to do break out rooms, and prepping the participants. … Continue reading

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What Is Your Focus?

Where attention goes, energy flows. Day 23 of Home, a 30-day yoga journey with Adriene. The theme for today is focus. We return to rest after a challenging pose that has stretched us. Adriene asks, “Where in your body is … Continue reading

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You Are Mine

Worry is the first sign. I’m attached to an outcome. What if the bus is late? What if I get to the airport and the planes don’t fly and the buses don’t run and I’m stuck at the Kelowna airport … Continue reading

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