Author: Rosie

Recently, I was imagining what it’s like to be me, with no hope attached to what I do and don’t do. What an interesting moment. I realized the degree to which so much of who I’ve been being and what I’ve been doing has been related to hoping that the outcome would be in my favor. Having lived in hope for so long, I can tell you it hasn’t been a fun and easy ride. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone! As many of you know already, I grew up in a large Catholic family, my dad was a doctor,

What are you listening for? Where are you listening From? For those of you reading this or any of my previous offerings, I suspect that you were attracted to something that resonates with you. Something engages your curious mind. Something that engages a knowing, a familiarity, a resonance with a part of you that is looking for confirmation, looking for connection, that knows of your inner guru, or perhaps desires to experience collaboration, union, and harmony as much with another as with yourself. The intention of my offerings is to deepen the listening that occurs within you, so that you more

My intention for this blog is: 1. To clarify that vulnerability isn’t something to be afraid of. It is a state of being that is, essentially the threshold to growing and expanding ourselves into our fullest potential, or retreating and retracting into, what can feel like stagnating strategies. 2. To help you realize that in the midst of experiencing vulnerability, we are in a pickle, a dilemma—We want to have what we want, and at the same time we want to remain secure and safe from harm and danger—even when it’s only in our imagination. 3. To show you that

Even though every single being on the planet is aging, we are all having a very unique experience of the world and our reality while we age. Each of us experiences aloneness, and perhaps isolation. However, the truth is, we are each cultivating a practice of Private Courage.  There is a part of us that doesn’t experience aging at all. We feel ourselves to be eternally youthful, vibrant, energized. And then we look in the mirror, or down at our arms, and we see our bodies looking wrinkled, sagging, and just don’t see how it used to be. These moments

Whenever I’m about to share an idea with you in one of these blogs, I always ask myself, what’s the point? What is the intention of anything I write and publish? Who cares anyway?   The bottom line is that for me, the practice of self-examination and self-revelation is highly pragmatic, functional, and transformational. And, it can be really fun! If I can share my experience perhaps it will support others to be curious about who is inside all of the doings of their lives. And maybe, just maybe, it will bring some fulfillment, joy and fun to their lives.

My friend Daisy, who worked in hospice for many years, shared with me that most people make the greatest spiritual advancement in the last few weeks of their lives. I find that fascinating! Why wait?   The last time I was sick, I had not been sick for years prior, so the discomfort of it all was pretty annoying. I wasn’t sleeping and my nose was running constantly. I was realizing that that was a good time to practice something akin to meditation, but it’s not.   When I think of meditation, I think of a practice that takes me

About 25 years ago, my friend Joan came to my home to do an energy clearing. She had a lot of experience in Feng Shui and other techniques for bringing harmony and balance to people and spaces. She offered to come do a clearing in my new abode and I took her up on it! Thanks Joan!   While Joan worked with dowsing rods to uncover and clear specific energies in my home, I was enchanted and mesmerized by what I witnessed. If you’ve ever seen or played with dowsing rods, or perhaps a pendulum, you know what I’m talking

I’ve been living in a RV travel trailer for almost 20 years. My reality hasn’t yet opened me up to living in a real home. I once got so far as to have the house design and permit completed. On the day the permit was in place, I came down with an excruciating headache that lasted for days. I took this to be a sign—too much stress!   If you visit me in my trailer, walking in the door, you are transported. The views themselves would transport you out of the perceptions and perhaps judgments that you are in an