Your “Be” Book

Susan Fox, a brilliant Life Coach, Yoga Teacher, and River Guide I met in Palo Alto,  taught me this practice, and it came to me to pass it along to you. The “Be Book.”  It’s so simple.  Every day, before you head out, you write down who or what you’re going to BE that day.  […]

Transforming that Kick the Dog Moment into, AND WHAT ELSE?

Terrible nights sleep led to skipped meditation and an IV drip of coffee. “Mom, it’s late start.” Delete walk with Shaman. YOGA class turned out to be taught by a student who shouted and asked between every asana: “How is everyone doing?!” I involuntarily adopted the standing bitch face as she led us through the weirdest sequences of poses ever, and then because my aura was flashing like a bike light: “Please don’t adjust me,” she did, in her loud, encouraging way, every other pose.

I Bet You Can’t Do This

Try this: Keep your face really relaxed, breathe in and breathe out.  Your face is relaxed, right, maybe a slight smile? Points if you can have a kind twinkle in your eye.  Now, just below that relaxed exterior, scream, but don’t change your face and don’t make a sound.   So, on the inside you’re all […]

Not So Fast…

I was pretty sure that I was going to own February, having smudged at the appropriate times with Sage, and synced my phone so I could be an affirmative state of mind during the apex of the recent spate of once in a lifetime cosmic events. I thought for sure I had ironed out those […]

Give Up the Fight and Go for the Gift

One thing about having a Podcast and website called Packing for Crazy Town is that, when things “change,” or “don’t go according to plan,” it would be unseemly to flip out.  Walking the “Packing for Crazy Town Talk” involves getting to, as Dianne m. Connelly, 3 time guest on the podcast in Season 1 would say: “giving […]

I Was THAT Person, and Then Everything Changed

I glowered in the Verizon store, huffed in Whole Foods, was short with the Pet Food Store cashier, and made sure the patient Comcast tech support woman felt the full measure of my weary depression as I unplugged everything, waited for 20 agonizing seconds, and plugged everything back in.