spirituality
As an individual who holds all faiths within my daily spiritual practice, I am also aware that growing up Christian laid the foundation for who I am today. Therefore, in my current kaleidoscope of devotions, I have oftentimes contemplated on the meanings of these most popular holiday colors, knowing that they are not the hues that depict my holiday roadmap in its entirety.
I’ve always known that daydreaming wasn’t something you were ‘supposed’ to do; you are ‘supposed’ to be thinking, not letting your mind wander.
But I never thought it was that bad.
The transition of autumn into winter signals a time when we experience some of our most profound emotions. It’s a beautiful time of gratitude and giving; of change and transformation; of release and intention. But all too often it can also be a time of confusion and anger; of isolation and despair; of doubt and suffering. At the very least, I think we all know someone who experiences life from the latter standpoint, while everyone around them seems to be having a much more j
The accident happened right before I was scheduled to go on retreat to work on my book. I had a whole schedule of events leading up to leaving town, plus a detailed agenda for my retreat. Everything changed when I sprained one of my hands in the accident. As a writer, having a sprained hand is a bit challenging.
The transition of autumn into winter signals a time of year when we experience some…
When I was a young man my father would speak of “expanding my scope.” I…
Each day when we sent off our counter-offer, the inspection resolution or the appraisal report, it was with crossed fingers and mumbled prayers. Each night when we had to sit down and figure out if we should replace the roof like the prospective buyer wanted or wait for another offer, we rolled the metaphorical dice and hoped for a little divine inspiration. In the middle of all of this, it was hard to believe it would ever be over.
As I got older, adventures seemed to stop being around-the-corner affairs. The desirable places weren’t accessible on road trips – you can’t drive to Paris. Flying became a necessity. Now, I’m on a plane every week. Compared to 30 years ago, it’s not so glamorous.
I like to joke that when I realized I was gay, I couldn’t be in the closet – there was no room with all of my clothes! I know that I was fortunate. I lived in New York City and worked in fashion. No one cared if I was gay – just whether I was fabulous.
