Yesterday I took a bit of time to reflect on the fact that yet another year is quickly coming to an end. What you don't know about me is that currently I work part-time at Trader Joe's as a crew member. I chose this employment while building my coaching business for different reasons. It is close to my home, I earn decent money, I have some benefits, I get to interact with the public, and I get to constantly move my body. But, what I most appreciate about this job is how much

People do what people do Cut down trees because there’s too much debris Hang plants in plastic pots on black metal hooks Get dressed for work, or school, or bed Walk their dogs around the block or leash their cat   People also Grow gardens, eat food, bathe Hoard toilet paper, goods, and boxes Go to church, synagogue, a mosque, or the woods Drive cars that get them to places—or ride bikes   And they Share stories of their grandmother’s recipes Blow out birthday candles Smile w

Life is a story Made of moments, feelings, thoughts, days, and so much more Tell me…what is your story? Are you in a peak, a valley? Or are you standing still? What have you learned? What are you learning?   Are there chapters you’re willing to create? Pages that are ready to come alive? Do those pages feel like a YESSSSS? It’s okay if you’re scared Are these new passages for your greater good? Will you help others, and the earth too? You can be gentle or fierce I mean, the w

Sometimes there are tornadoes The world spinning round and round on the outside As I stand observing from the inside In the eye of it all In my own hell, or well, of emotions Noticing the chaos Barbie and Ken dolls running amuck Safety nets ripped to shreds People hating and killing others Thugs being bullies to innocent, scared children And Noticing the beauty A precious, brand new little one Tail-wagging puppies and kittens tickling children A breathtaking oil painting sky

This is a poem about noticing. A practice of being present and writing about what is in each moment that I am noticing.