These times of uncertainty are extremely uncomfortable for all of us needing the illusion of being in control.

Death is a complicated topic in our culture.

In this sharp energy that we are all swimming in, it seems that consciousness is beckoning to us directly.

It points to an authentic place where true inner work can begin and take hold: our ego on its knees - most else is posturing and hiding under the false guise of doing spiritual work.

The vastness of this place enforces a sense of an utter smallness that the boy could not have grasped, but is humbling to the man.

Authenticity is a word that, when uttered, is frequently followed by something inauthentic.

The same walk for over a decade, and something new every day.

A belief that I have been forced to confront in my own life, and that I also observe in those I treat, is that a spiritual path can address psychological issues.

The illusion of control can give us a sense of being in the driver’s seat.

The first step in being in the moment is to check in with ourselves. It gives us an opportunity to gaze behind the curtain of our daily shtick: the powerhouse financial whiz, the aloof artist, the engaged political activist, the oozing serenity spiritual aspirant.