Love is the core skill and core need we all have. Many of us grew up in homes where love was conditional. If you behave this way I will love you. If you go against my wishes, I will exclude you from my love. This is not how love works. Love is universal energy, either you’re tapped into it and give it freely, or you are lacking in love.
- Listening for Desire and Motivation: Crafting Love that Lasts
- Big Love & the Tonic Effect of Being In a Nourishing Relationship
- Defining 5 Love Skills: Moving the Love Languages Into Action
- A Golden Thread Between Lovers: How Do We Disconnect?
- How Do You Radiate? Becoming the Lover You Are Looking For
- Hold the Center in Love: Let’s Reset and Realign on Our Quest
- Becoming the Beloved
- How Are You Showing Up In *Your* Love Life?
- The Three Essential Elements of Love
brene brown’s divorce : a poem
she was brave she was smiling she knew this was the moment for her to explore vigorously
Dear Custodial Parent: We Are All Still Together After Divorce
I wish she had taken me or the kids into consideration before going full-force for the custodial divorce deal. It was not good for any of us, her included.
the heart is an odd engine : a poem
i do love the snow and you the drifting spin of lazy white flakes putting me at ease
A Message from My Higher Power – The Universe: Jump Off!
Are you moving the meta-goals along the path towards done? Are you putting non-important items on your to-do list rather than deleting or delegating them?
If I Have Problem About It and You Don’t, That’s a Problem
It is my belief, that if you don't build and nurture a strong WE container with your partner, you're going to find asparagus popping up in between you more frequently. Put the WE first in consideration and you are on your way towards building a healthier and happier partnership.
she called again : a poem
to ask about something, she said she couldn't get it out articulation being one of her faults she was angry there was something she wanted me to do or not…
in the clear : a poem
in seconds our bubbles drifted apart there was no pop sound no resistance a breeze from the east pushed me outward towards the ocean's edge the sun was peeking over…
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