How do you heal a broken heart?

The other morning, I found myself hearing this song from my past, how do you heal a broken heart? As I listened to it, I came to realize that it has been a while since my heart had been broken, at least in a relationship. So I am sitting here glancing at my wife and partner in life of 11 years now and realizing just how blessed I am to have so much love in my life. I never thought I would find someone to share my life with who would love me unconditionally for who I am. I am so grateful the Universe found a way of bringing us together across the miles.
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Unprofessional and proud of it!

I never thought I would be excited to have someone tell me I was unprofessional, but yesterday was one of those days. I was talking on the phone to one of my online students who was having technical problems. Once we got through the immediate problem, she shared with me how much she loves this class and said that in part it was because I was unprofessional. So in all honesty, I had to stop for a moment because I was trying to think about what I could have said or done that might have been viewed as unprofessional. For a moment, the parasite of fear began to poke its head out at me, but I caught it in time, rained love on it and myself, and did what I always tell others to do – seek clarification. Being unprofessional to her meant I was real, authentic, and approachable.
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It’s parasite removal time.

For the longest time I have known the opposite of love is fear. This fear is like a parasite, which lives within me. It feeds on my insecurities and fears and creates these concerns all based in fear. They are some parasites that make me worry about whether or not I am going to be accepted or rejected. They make me worry about what might happen, what someone might say, what I might do. One of the parasites, which I have been able to remove, is the one based on jealousy. Why is it that human beings are the only ones that compare themselves to others, well at least that we know of. I honestly doubt that my plants are talking to each other about who has more leaves or who got more water from me that day.
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