Take a moment of stillness to pause and breathe. As we let go and head into a new week, set your intention for mindfulness.
I saw a lovely young woman, whom I’ll call Cathy, in my office this week. She was there to discuss her inability to lose weight. After discussing the basics—and benefits—of a whole-foods diet, I recommended she meet regularly with a nutritionist. She shrugged and said, “My problem is willpower. I don’t have any—never did. That’s […]
Let me simply say that I didn’t just fall off the mat. Recently, confronted with life on life’s terms, I plummeted, plunged, and wildly tumbled, losing all foothold to the practices that give me perspective and trust. There is good news in this tale though I found my way back relatively quickly. But, in this breach, I endured much self-inflicted struggle and pain.
This story is canine-related. My dogs, Lucy Kay Doodle and Zac Joey Doodle, are gifts of love and growth for me. In their fuzzy, larger-than-life Muppet-ness, they bring me such lessons.They are shiny mirrors into which I see my behavior, recognize my strengths and growth, and see beyond my old patterns of limited thinking. Simply put, my dogs are my teachers. They help me grow.