I’m not sure which is better — the fun, or the fact that I can transform what could be drudgery with my imagination. Have you ever noticed, though, that imagination rarely stays in your head? Thoughts do become things.

The light of goodwill is one I’m always making my way into. No logic or communication will soothe the soul like a mutual sense of shared warmth. And consciously choosing a path of goodwill, like consciously choosing authentic words, comes with practice.

I thank the Plane tree for her beauty, and for showing me life every day. For the sound of her leaves which I hear in the wind from my bedroom window. She is family. We are one.

Crocus is brave. She gets gussied up and shoots herself straight up into the cold and dark so we can notice that change is imminent, that anything can happen. She kindles faith within us that breath-taking beauty is just around the corner.

Priming is primarily valuable in the moment, and it also helps us open up to possibility in the future. It’s practice in taking the “feel good” neural pathways in relation to an event, and practice makes it more likely that we will find a feel-good path when the event arrives.

This Valentines Day, I am celebrating my feet with so much love. Whether in shoes or out, my feet are strong, beautiful, and carry me to the most amazing places. I dearly hope you feel the same about yours.

It’s one of my greatest joys to share words with you each week and to hear back when they resonate. It’s my way of spreading the love. And I will be sending it forth in a big way with a new book next fall.

This is the lesson, isn’t it? The plum blossoms took a chance on love, on beauty, on co-creation. They opened up to the sun, to the bees, to the wonder of passers by.

Sometimes things don’t go as planned. Often, the wonder begins when something breaks. What we build in its place reflects a better picture of our new, expanded self. A better picture of our network. Often, our rebuild is a more comprehensive picture of Love.

The Mother Tree did not tip to the ground with a majestic uprooting. Her massive trunk snapped in two places at ground level, the hollow cave of her belly falling open to the sun.

He taught me patience and generosity. He showed me how the flow of giving and receiving could take your breath away, like a waterfall. Even in hard times. He helped to ground me, and I had the pleasure of helping uplift him.

I arranged them in the skillet, soft-frozen, I felt the bounty of summer at my fingertips. It is a bright reminder that our loving investment today can nourish us and the world tomorrow.

This uplifting emotion, more creative ideas flow, then more nourishing emotions. The key is to feel all the best feels without attachment to outcome.

Don’t we sometimes do the same? Fight, flight, fawn, or freeze … survival mode can make us more brittle than we’d think. I have been working long hours lately as I update the Core Alignment with Joy series.

It might seem like too many hands, minds, and hearts for such delicate work, but I assure you it’s not. When we give and receive feedback, when we set forth with the courage to co-create, we do so vulnerably. And in that tender meeting, the best of us comes forward with exponential benefits.

Isn’t it fascinating how tracks are more than just footprints? They show a way of walking, a way of being in the world. And they go somewhere.

We sat beside one another and were transported together to a planet orbited by two moons. This is family magic. This is the magic of creation. This is worklove, and the finest gift I’ve ever received.

December is kind to offer sunrise after six a.m. A desert sunrise with my family nearby? It nearly sent me over the top. What greater gift than this?

The power of play is that all beings engage equally, all beings are co-creative. That’s good practice for life. When we let go of our identities, we find safety and joy in new ways, together. My heart sings at the opportunity.

There’s candlelight. A single flame in so much darkness seems all the more powerful and bright. We are like that too, you know. The brilliant love of one person can light up a room.