New Year’s weekend 2004 into 2005, I began a ritual that I want to
continue for the rest of this earthly incarnation…and maybe beyond.
It was an out- of- the ordinary weekend in many ways. A retreat at a
beautiful bay front home at the Jersey shore, attended by kindred
spirits who danced, sang, drummed, laughed, cooked and ate
together. Led by phenomenal Philly based performing artist and
teacher Ron Kravitz; it was a transformative time for me and I
daresay for the others there too.
At midnight, we went outside and howled at the moon overlooking
the bay. The weather was unusual for this part of the country too,
as on New Year’s Day, we did yoga on the beach in 70 degree
temps. After the practice, I took a solitary walk at water’s edge and
felt, as I occasionally do, a bit sorry for myself. I was facing
challenges and saw no way beyond them at that moment. In a
flash, I said to myself: “Snap out of it, woman! Let’s make a list of
all of the loving souls you have drawn into your life in 2004 and all
of the beyond- belief experiences you have had.”…and so I did.
With each name and experience and step, I felt lighter physically
As the end of 2008 approached, I found myself once again
meandering into that practice. I figure I have met thousands of
people when I consider those I have interviewed for various
publications, those I have married, and their families and friends,
people with whom I have attended workshops and classes, and who
have participated in workshops I have taught. Imagine how many
people I have snuggled while facilitating Cuddle Party workshops
who have gone on to ‘spread the luv’ to others. That doesn’t even
take into consideration, people with whom I have made a heart
connection, because other friends have introduced us. I am
particularly grateful for those ‘matchmaking’ encounters. I also think
about the serendipitous, ‘cosmically coincidental’ meetings, when
people show up unexpectedly.
When I look at the list of experiences, I grin from ear to ear. I had
the blessing of living a 20 year old journalistic dream of interviewing
the Dalai Lama, began hosting my own internet radio show, traveled
to California to visit friends…was that ever an amazing adventure!
I had gone to San Francisco to attend a reunion of Cuddle Party
facilitators, those pj-clad wonders who teach people how to be
authentic and give and receive nurturing touch without condition.
Enjoyed time with my friend Jaz. Got to go to Cafe’ Gratitude,
indulging in raw food heaven, find a wild and wonderfully purple
cotton jacket at Goodwill, went to a costume party, steppin’ out in a
new black silk and lace boustierre (my first, but likely not my last),
skipped down the street holding hands with friends (hearing the
1960’s anthem written by John Phillips of the Mamas and Papas
ringing in my ears: “If you’re going to San Francisco, be sure to
wear some flowers in your hair.” Corny, but true. I met the ‘spiritual
cowgirl’ red-ilicious Sera Beak who wrote The Red Book and was
inspired by this red-volutionary whose work is nothing short of
Divine sustenance. I did leave a piece of my heart in San
The last night in the city, before winging Eastward, I found myself in
a hot tub with friends (more like a cement pond with bubbling water)
surrounded by tall bamboo, overlooking the San Francisco Bay,
under a full moon. “Could life get much better than this?”, I mused
aloud to Reid Mihalko, ageless co-creator (along with Marcia
Baczynksi) of Cuddle Party. His broadly grinning response: “This is
your birthright, Babe! You get to have this.” He really does talk like
In 2010, I was honored to have my book in progress: The Bliss
Mistress Guide To Transforming The Ordinary Into The
Extraordinary make it into Round 2 of The Next Top Spiritual
Author Contest. I began this Bliss Blog in the Fall of this year
which is an ongoing delight. I witnessed the passing of
my sweet mother as we shared the journey of the last
seven months of her life; again a great blessing.
I invite you to find a way to honor all that you have done last year
and all the wondrous people with whom you have crossed paths;
folks that you may not even have known existed at this time last
year. I encourage you to open your hearts to all the people you
have yet to meet who are waiting on the other side of the threshold
between last year and this one.
Wishing you a brand new year filled with everything your heart
desires, as you leave behind in the previous year, anything that no
How do you cross thresholds from one year to the next?
List the people you now know who weren’t even on your radar
screen when the year began.
What do you wish to leave behind?
What do you wish to attract?