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Letting My Soul Catch Up







One of my favorite stories came to mind tonight as I was meeting with a client. She was facing major life changes and had a game plan to put it into action. I shared this wisdom as she nodded, having heard it before herself.

“There was once an American traveler who planned a safari to Africa. He was that typical Type-A American tourist, who many of us may be and who I admittedly am when I travel. We do our research about this travel destination and we have a timetable, maps, and a clear agenda of the things we need to see and do. Some local people had even been hired to carry some of the traveler’s supplies as they trekked throughout the land—it was that level of planning.


On the first morning, they all woke up early and traveled fast and covered a great distance. The second morning was the same—woke up early, traveled fast, and traveled far. Third morning, same thing. But on the fourth morning, the local hired help refused to move. Instead, they sat by a tree in the shade well into the morning. The American traveler became incensed and irate and said to his translator, “This is a waste of valuable time. Can someone tell me what’s going on here?” The translator looked at him and calmly answered, “They’re waiting for their souls to catch up with their bodies.”Terry Hershey, Sacred Necessities: Gifts for Living with Passion, Purpose, and Grace, 68-69.

After hearing these wise words, my client smiled beatifically, patted her heart and repeated the words several times “Letting my soul catch up with my body.” I sighed along with her, since I too was in need of that good advice that I was guided to offer her. I convince myself that I am going at a managable pace, until, like tonight on the way home, I experienced heart skippity palpitations in consideration of all of the things on my to-do list for the next few weeks. Instead of heading right out to the gym which I know would be good for me, I elected to get some rest, which would be nourishing as well, with the committment to do my Planet Fitness playout tomorrow. Writing feeds my soul and calms me as well, thus our cyber conversation at the moment. Since I teach this stuff, it doesn’t serve me or anyone else to be hypocritical. It is indeed my own sacred necessity in the words of Terry Hershey above to honor the calling within me to slow down and simply BE in this moment, even as the world might be swirling around me and my son is watching a Quentin Tarantino movie upstairs with 10 screams per minute. I am doing my best to be in my bliss bubble as I tune it out. I am in my happy place on a mountain top, with the air breezily blowing, the sweet serenade of calling birds, the cloud dappled blue sky hovering above and a magnficent view below so I can get the bigger picture.  And if you happen to find me there, don’t mind me. I’m just letting my soul catch up.



Rising Path

“Take each step with love and radical honesty. The path will rise to meet your feet in most unexpected ways.”- Jacob Nordby

In this moment, as I am typing these words, I am bringing to mind the meandering path that led me to this moment. When did it begin?  At my birth as the first child of Moish and Selma Weinstein, on the day before their second anniversary? Was it even prior to that when my Soul may have made a contract to incarnate in this particular form as a Caucasian female, born into an Eastern European Jewish family, with a second child to join the family two and half years after that, losing a beloved grandmother right after my 4th birthday, being a precocious, ‘smart as a whip’ kid who felt like an alien baby left on her parents’ doorstep?  Who knows?  What I am certain of  is that even if the road lay before me, I am always at choice about whether and in which direction to step.


Each morning, I awaken (this morning, it was at 3 something initially since Spirit sometimes has ideas that it can’t wait to be expressed, so I began tapping on the keyboard at that hour in the velvet silence) with all sorts of ideas percolating. Butterflies in the stomach anticipation that I identify as fear and anxiety sometimes and excitement at others, lead me into my day. I face the first  with courage if I can and delight in the second, using each as fuel to keep me keepin’ on in the midst of life stuff happening.

Many’s the time, I have stumbled over rocks on the trail, falling and skinning my knees or twisting my ankle (literally and symbolically), hidden behind trees, trepiditous about what might be waiting around the corner, hesitant to take the next step, waded in the cool and refreshing waters of the creek, splashed in the lake of love, gotten swept away in the rapids of the river. I remember seeing a tank top in a yoga studio years ago with a quote by Lao Tzu that read:


“Do you have the patience to  wait  till your mud  settles and the water is clear?”- I looked at the words and answered honestly. “Nope”. At the time, I was an on the go, rapid paced, running around with my hair on fire, Type A, gotta get it done NOW overachiever (believe me, I have slowed down considerably since then) and could barely be still on the yoga mat long enough to engage in sivasana (the asana/pose that ends each practice). It wasn’t until, a few months later when I could, with clear conscience, say yes to that question that I got the shirt. It reminds me how far I have come and how far I still have to go.

(This is the rest  of the quote that couldn’t fit on the shirt: Can you remain unmoving till the right  action arises by itself? The Master doesn’t seek fulfillment, but not seeking,  not expecting, is present, and  can welcome all things.)


What would it mean to step out into each day with love and radicial honesty?  For me, it would mean being true to myself, without undue worry about what others will think. For so long, I was a goody two shoes, people pleaser who practiced what I call ‘savior behavior’, relishing being the go-to person for anyone in need, since it fed a desire to be ‘loved best of all’. After all, who wouldn’t love someone who met their needs, perhaps even before they were voiced? I thought of it as an insurance policy against rejection. Sometimes I have disdain for the woman who lived that way and at others, compassion. These days, I thank her for bringing me to this point in my life in which I can face her in the mirror with love and respect for how far she has traveled from there to here. The path rises to meet her feet with greater grace and ease than she ever imagined and with willing and intrepid companions on her way. End of the Line by the Traveling Wilburys


Investing In The Present, Leaping Into The Future

“Sometimes the “responsible” choice is to be “irresponsible.” When I left my career, I invested retirement money in my present instead of my future. I knew my present would create my future. And it did. I needed to be alive more than I needed to be “safe.” My joy generated my security then and now.”-Tama Kieves

Tama Kieves is a lawyer turned author turned motivational speaker kindred spirit whose leaps of faith mirror my own even though our paths were divergent. I had the joy of interviewing her a few times and reviewing her books.  She wrote about that journey in her first book called This Time I Dance! She is a living example of living full out. . In her second book, Inspired and Unstoppable:  Wildly Succeeding in Your Life’s Work!, she elaborates on the risks and rewards that she experienced after leaving her full time job as an attorney in a bid to save her sanity and follow the calling of her passion and purpose.


I am so there. My leap helped me to break free of a simultaneously rewarding and challenging job as a social worker in a psychiatric hospital where I had worked for 11 years. I stood on the verge for so long, that I wondered if my feet would be permanently imbedded in the rock at the edge of the precipice as I stared at what at the time seemed like an abyss. What it turned out to be, was a vast canyon with a panoramic view. Once I took that deep breath and cast myself forward, after careful consideration and bit of a financial cushion, I found myself in free flight. Exhilirating and holy smokes scary at the same time. For so long, I had desired to be a full time writer and speaker and had somehow managed to squeeze that in between working 40-50 hours a week at the job, commuting 90 minutes round trip, going to the gym, taking care of my house, my son, working as a minister, enjoying a social life, writing a book and on occasion, sleeping. Seven months later, I am writing for half a dozen publications with more in the works, a radio show in the seed planting stages (more to follow on that), book promo, working with coaching clients, as well as  therapy clients in a drug and alcohol counseling center, creating a second book, teaching workshops and classes, investing time each day in promoting these flourishing projects. Am I still scared?  Yup. Every day. Am I still exhilirated?  Even more so. Do I know that the Universe has my back?  Ab-soul-utely. Do I still have spiritual amnesia and forget that I know that?  Uh huh.


Sometimes I wonder if I am acting irresponsibly and ‘should’ have a full time salary and benefits gig as I had for more than a decade. The answer always comes back to a series of questions….What feeds your soul? What is ultimately more rewarding?  How can you best serve?  The answer is a no-brainer. It is what I was born to do, which is this.

How can you invest in your present and thus your future?

What dividends would you like it to reap?

How will you leap into your future from your present day springboard? George Bailey  by Jana Stanfield



Surrounded By Beauty


Today was one of those days during which I was immensely grateful for full sensory living. I awoke to the sun streaming in my bedroom window, stretching into the morning. Cheerios and strawberries drenched in soy milk for breakfast. Had a bit of a headache and the gratitude piece about that occurred when an hour later,  I notice it had dissipated. I had a skype session with a coaching client and found joy in her rockin’ and rollin’ on her goals that we had set a few weeks ago. A short while later, I was enroute to the counseling center where I work with clients who are facing addiction issues; having some paperwork to catch up on. Music was streaming from the radio and I sang along enthusiastically. I spent a frustrating, but then ultimately rewarding 20-some minutes on the phone with an insurance company, getting services authorized for one of my clients. Anyone who deals with managed care knows exactly what I’m talking about. Then off to lunch and a meeting with a long time dear friend named Bill Bloom. A bit of cool trivia…Bill is one of the songwriters of a classic from the 1980’s called Double Dutch Bus.


From Wikipedia:

“The song title represents a combination of two institutions in Smith’s Philadelphia, PA neighborhood: the Double Dutch jumprope game played by neighborhood kids; and the Southeastern Pennsylvania Transportation Authority (SEPTA) bus system that was a backbone of the local transportation network (and for which Smith had unsuccessfully applied for a bus driving position; the Transpass referred to in the song is an actual SEPTA monthly fare pass).

Smith and co-writer  Bill Bloom  persuaded contacts at WMOT Records to finance the song, and it was recorded in early 1981, engineered by Gene Leone. The song rocketed to popularity in a matter of weeks and debuted on the US Billboard Hot Soul Singles Chart in February, rising to the top spot by July, where it held at number one for eight weeks. It also crossed over to the Billboard Hot 100, where it peaked at number 30 in the summer of 1981.”


Bill  (also an interfaith minister) and I had gotten together over steaming bowls of squash soup, corn bread and gingerbread to talk about my being a guest minister at his church in February. He wanted me to get a sense of the nature of this inclusive congregation and go over some potential topics and music to incorporate. Although we have known each other since the 1980’s this is the lengthiest conversation we have ever had. Barbra Streisand music was wafting through the air as we shared stories about our  families.  He has just become a grandfather and he was beaming about that. We also laughed heartily at our ‘middle aged moments’ that had us acknowledging retrieval problems with information that would have been right up front of our minds a decade earlier.


On my way home, I stopped at Trader Joe’s to pick up a few things and as I was checking out, I noticed an amazing aroma hanging around the counter. When I asked what it was, the woman at the register pulled out a container of coconut body butter and slathered a sample on my hand. As I rubbed it in, I knew it had to come home with me, so I treated myself to it. Even now, more than 5 hours later, I can still breathe in the lovely scent and my dry hands are smiling.

Another delight, came in the form of picking up a copy or Origin Magazine and seeing myself included in a section about community leaders being inspired by the world  around them How cool is THAT to be in the same publication as Jane Fonda, Richard Branson, Erykah Badu, Russell Simmons, Deva Premal and Miten, as well as a host of other amazing yoga teachers, speakers, writers, entrepreneurs and conscious creatives? Pretty cool. I’m honored to be among them.


Settling down for the night, sipping a cup of chai and writing to you, aware of being surrounded by beauty.

Ahhh~ Double Dutch Bus



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