Regret the Past? Trying Loving Your Radiance

Regret the Past? Trying Loving Your Radiance

We must hold ourselves with all of the compassion we can muster and forgive ourselves. Despite our mistakes, we have the opportunity to let our Radiance shine. We should be devoting more energy in focusing on our Radiance than on our mistakes. With a clear focus on our own Radiance, we can look to our past and see those moments where we had to buckle down and give it all we had to turn around some of those challenging situations. We can focus on the lessons we’ve learned, the strength that we’ve exercised, the determination we’ve had to get through our challenges to return to joy. We can see how we would use our Radiance to more effectively handle that situation next time. Because, no matter what, we are still filled with beautiful gifts, strength, talents, unique qualities that make us different from anyone else on earth.

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One of the hardest things to do when you are grumpy is to contain your grumpiness and then let it pass, before you do any real damage to yourself, your dreams, and your relationships. But the good news is there are some things you can do to help yourself–and your loved ones–when your bad mood begins to take the wheel. Here are a few tactics to help you navigate those moments of crankiness so that you can soon be back on your Radiant, loving path.

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Building our Radiant Community: A Transformational Workshop

Building our Radiant Community: A Transformational Workshop

Our “Activating Your Highest Self” workshop helped our beautiful participants identify and connect with their own Radiance–their inner Light–their unique gifts, strengths, talents, and past triumphs. We then brainstormed ways that their Radiance could help them as they approach their identified challenges in their lives. It was powerful and the two hours passed so quickly, too quickly for those involved. Scott and I felt grateful to be a part of something so transformative and

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Nothing Compares to Our Radiant Self

Nothing Compares to Our Radiant Self

A dear friend I’ve known for years called me this week, sobbing. Between gulps of air and lots of tears, she cried “I feel like I’m failing at life! How did I even get here?” Oh, sweet pea. Here she was, this beautiful, kind, creative, world traveler–smart, with a warm home, loving parents–shaken up, hit by a giant lightning bolt of fear and anxiety. Once she calmed down, she told me about how everything had been coming along fine but then this week she found out that her youngest sibling is buying a house–a whole, big, expensive house– and her other friend from grad school just got a job making three times as much money as she makes, and THEN her best friend just announced she was pregnant.

Comparison is poison to our joy. It dims, or even hides, our Radiance.

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Law of Radiance and Romantic Love: Trading in My Soulmate Manifesting Wand for Dance Shoes and Real Love

Law of Radiance and Romantic Love: Trading in My Soulmate Manifesting Wand for Dance Shoes and Real Love

In my twenties, I struggled in search of the wonderful romantic relationship I so deeply desired. I worked hard to live the Law of Attraction, trying to manifest my dream partner through my energetic vibrations and vision boards. I wished, visualized, prayed, dreamed, only to often feel lonely and sad. And all the while, I felt that focusing on what I wanted–but didn’t have–seemed like the wrong approach.

In my wiser thirties, I stopped using the law attraction. And I began dancing. I wore feathers and went to protests and festivals. I hiked and ran through the mountains and bathed in waterfalls. I reconnected with the beaming ray of light and that footloose fancy free person inside of me all along. I reconnected with my strengths and interests, my flow and greatness. This was the beginning of living the Law of Radiance–the beginning of falling in love with my life, and soon, with my partner.

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A Flow of Radiance, Not a Checkbox Life

A Flow of Radiance, Not a Checkbox Life

As a parent, I get things done. I enjoy making a healthy, balanced breakfast for my daughter while I’m trying to pack a lunch that will delight her – or at least get Michelle Obama’s approval. I get bills paid, find wonderful summer camps, coach her volleyball team, host slumber parties, and have a never ending flow of great books on her bookshelf, ready to be shared. Sometimes I’m filled with pure joy and love when doing these activities. Other times, I feel like I’m checking off a box and then moving on to the next item. How is it that I can do the same activities from one day to the next yet have such vastly different experiences doing them?

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Dealing with that Black Hole of Fear, or Choosing to Not Have a Terrible Day

Dealing with that Black Hole of Fear, or Choosing to Not Have a Terrible Day

I woke up at three in the morning to six strange men inhabiting my house. I sat up in my bed gasping in fright when I started hearing loud voices close to me; deep voices were speaking something that wasn’t English. I felt scared and trapped. I didn’t know what was happening. I had nowhere to go. Minutes after the initial state of terror, the panic dissipated as I remembered there were some logical explanations for these strangers. I live in a hundred year old house separated into two housing units with thin walls and a giant piano upstairs. They weren’t in my unit; it just sounded like they were. The top floor is occasionally rented out to tourists and (fortunately or unfortunately) musicians. But at that time I was living alone, and as a woman I felt trapped and afraid and totally alone. I went upstairs to try to communicate to the men there to please stop playing the piano. They did, and I was happier that it was quiet. But I was also more frightened since they now knew there was a single woman living below them. I made sure my dresser was situated directly in front of the unlocked door that separates my place from these temporary neighbors, double checked to see that my back door was locked, put in some earplugs, said some prayers, and tried my best to get a few more hours of sleep—most of which was spent lying awake in my bed feeling angry and frightened and alone. When I woke up in the morning, I was overwhelmed with the I-should-have-gotten-more-sleep-than-this crabbiness...

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