Brushing the Striped Pi

Brushing the Striped Pi

Some days it is all I can do to tame the urge to scream, other days, there is no struggle – it just rolls out. Today the tiger was neurotically pacing inside the cage of my being. I can only surmise that this behavior was promoted by the recent curiosity...

Whisker Wisdom

If I would have known that whiskers were required to feel comfortable with no, I think I would have focused more on sprouting them than plucking and shaving many years ago. Anyone that has been reading the blog lately knows that I have been focused on becoming...

7 Nasty Habits of A Healer

I recently was provided an opportunity to be still and examine self-healing; which really is the only kind of healing that exists. To put it candidly, The Universe knocked me on my ass and seized the moment to offer yet another hard core lesson – which seems to be my...