The Bliss Blog

                                                                                                On Saturday, I was running some errands and found myself in a Rite-Aid that was undergoing renovations. Meandering around, checking out the construction; one of the women working there asked if I was seeking something special. At first I was tempted to say the standard, “No, I’m just looking.” and then caught myself and…

                                                                                         Holding the book, The Flower of My Heart: Expressing Love to the World Through Art, I can feel the love resonating, reverberating, oozing, radiating, pulsing through it and from it. At the risk of sounding like a human thesaurus, I would like to express the immense energy that I know went into it, as…

                                                                                                                   I have heard different versions of this story about a boiler in need of repair. The owner hired an expert  to fix it. In walks a man with his bag of tools. He listens to the description of the problem and then listens to the machine. He pulls out a hammer and with a flair…

                                                                                                                                     The other day, a friend made a comment that we take for granted, but on that particular  day, being in an expansive and rather intuitive and creative heartspace, I interpreted it differently than I  might have in the past. I hadn’t seen her since June and she told me that I looked…

                                                                                                                                     My friend Annette Kroninger shared a story that brilliantly illustrates the power of our thoughts. She had been in the presence of a woman who had the experience that follows. This woman was walking down the street and found a dime lying on the sidewalk, inviting her to pick it up. So she…

                                                                                                                               Part two of the Equinox celebration at Happy Tree Farm (part one was described in yesterday’s Bliss Blog) saw a group of us gathered under a tent next to the magical lake that has healing properties, not only by immersing in it, but simply sitting next to it or gazing at it.  The…

                                                                                       Here in the Northeastern part of the United States, celebration of the Autumn Equinox is heralded with the vivid paintbrush dipped in rich hues dappling of leaves, vines and whipping in the wind, corn stalks.  The juxtaposition was that yesterday the temps were in the high 70’s. Such was the paradox of two…

                                                                                                                          There is a movement afoot, the roots of which are ancient and the branches of which spread heavenward and embrace all life. It is all there is and all we are. It is LOVE, plain and simple. Yesterday one of my patients in the psychiatric hospital where I am employed as a…

                                                                                                                          This poem and video appeared before me today across the marvels of modern technology via the heart and creative mind of Jonathan Fields who describes himself on his website as: “…a dad, husband, New Yorker, author and speaker, serial wellness-industry entrepreneur, recovering S.E.C./mega-firm hedge-fund lawyer, slightly-warped, unusually-stretchy, spiritually-inclined, obsessed with creation, marketing and…

                         Although we have not yet met face to face in this lifetime, I feel as if Courtney Walsh is a creative kindred spirit,  and soul sistah whose astonishing way with words, sets my heart to dancing. I love the combinations of phrasings that seem to come from the cosmos through her fingers and…

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