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Love is a Verb

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It’s been a long day, but somehow not long enough, and I felt moved to go for my one hour walk this evening. It’s invigorating to move this body temple and whip up the circulation in the fresh air and sunlight. Walking is a good and wholesome endeavor. And while I walk, I think. I think and I walk, and tonight I was inspired to do something new… I called someone. I have realized that life for me, unfolds more gracefully, poignantly and productively when I reach out and engage others in my journey. When I enlist another soul and share the excitement of whatever I’m thinking of at the moment, and that excitement is amplified. When I enlist the perspective of other people, I tap into a well of insights that unleashes power and impact in my life to accomplish and advance work that means something to me. I magnify my power by sharing the stage and letting someone else’s power be on display.  So today, what’s on my mind, is this wonderful notion of appreciating the little things. If you’re l

For a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime

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"Live strong as the mountains." Native American Proverb Today was a perfect day.  I woke up to my mountain view. I call it my mountain because the journey to living in the mountains above Los Angeles was a long and circuitous one, but well worth it, so I claim these mountains I worked hard for, as my own. They're lush and green after deluges of rain, and they stand strong and steadfast. Every time I see them, I think of the Native American Proverb that bids us to, "Walk tall as the trees. Live strong as the mountains." These words empower me when I emerge into consciousness every brand new day. I eased into stretch pants and took a one hour walk, a new path. Down Stone Gate Way and across the bridge with the stream, then up Tampa to the foot of my mountain, then home. Home. I love that place. Do you? Sometimes you have to put in some work to love home, to design and reconfigure home into a home you love. For me, it was a process of peeling away conventions, cult