A Simple Recipe for a Batch of Happiness

Several years ago when I lived in Fort Lauderdale, I often enjoyed delicious meals prepared by a dear friend. This friend happened to be a chef and former restaurant owner. I remember one night I asked him how he was able to cook such tasty food. He said there’s no secret to it. Just use high quality ingredients and you will end up with delicious food. I’ve never forgotten his answer because it was so simple and so obvious. It’s not quite that simple for someone like me with extremely limited culinary skills, but I recently discovered the truth in his words. 

Last month, my first attempt at creating a batch of vegetarian quinoa chili from a favorite recipe yielded only mediocre results. Since it was my first time making it solo, I did not want to invest a lot of money in the ingredients. The flavor of the end result reflected that. It didn’t help that during the first 30 seconds of preparation I had a small mishap while dicing an onion. It wasn’t an emergency room mishap, just a little pressure, elevation, and band-aid mishap. However, it felt like I had to prepare the chili with one hand tied behind my back. Have you ever tried to open new bottles of spices and manipulate a set of measuring spoons with one hand? It’s not easy!

Now that I had the experience of making one batch under my belt, last week I decided to heed my friend’s advice and buy organic and brand-name ingredients for my second one. I’m happy to report that this time there were no chopping or dicing incidents and the better ingredients did indeed make a better batch of chili. I was quite pleased with the results and have been enjoying delicious chili all week. Click this link for the recipe.

It occurred to me that my friend’s advice about cooking also applies to life. The recipe is simple. If you want a happy life you need to add happy ingredients. What kinds of things are you putting in your experience every day? Are you surrounded by people who love and support you? Are you eating foods that feel good in your belly? Are you listening to music that makes you want to dance? Are you watching movies and tv shows or reading books that help you feel hopeful?

I believe the most important ingredients to a happy life are our thoughts. Only the most loving, peaceful, creative, and inspired thoughts will produce the results we desire. Thoughts of unworthiness, blame, fear, and judgments will not make us happy. That would be like tossing rotten tomatoes into my chili and expecting it to taste yummy. It just doesn’t work that way. Although it seems simple and obvious, this metaphor has helped me to be more mindful of my thoughts and how I invest my time lately. I trust it will help you pick the best ingredients for your life too. If I can assist you with Spiritual Coaching or a private Family Constellations session, please reach out via my website at JohnHaroldMoore.com

This week and beyond, may you place only the highest quality happy ingredients into your daily life and cook up your own batch of happiness. 

The necessary condition for the holy instant does not require that you have no thoughts that are not pure. But it does require that you have none that you would keep.

A Course in Miracles ~ T-15.IV.9:1-2

Honoring the Ebb and Flow

This week, I have been keeping to myself, so I don’t have a fun story to share but I do have an observation. My inner critic, also known as the ego, wants to chastise me for not being very productive and not reaching out to more people. It would like me to think there is something wrong rather than trust this experience as simply part of the ebb and flow of life. In our culture, we place a high value on achieving and doing. We readily celebrate when things are flowing and we are busy. As soon as things slow down or get quiet, we are quick to think somehow we failed or there is something to fix. 

Imagine if Mother Ocean operated that way. If there was only flow and no ebb, our coasts would be underwater. We need the ebb, the time when the water recedes into the sea, before the flow when the waves roll back to shore. It’s a natural cycle that keeps things in balance.

In the past, you may have heard me use another analogy to describe this cycle. Here in the world of duality, every expansion is followed by some form of contraction. For example, when we breathe, our lungs fill with air, our rib cage expands, and then it contracts as we release the air. It’s a natural rhythm, and gratefully so! In other areas of life, however, we welcome the expansion but curse the contraction.

Most of us have had the feeling of sadness or perhaps depression upon returning home from a fabulous vacation. We are experiencing the contraction after the expansion. Unfortunately, it doesn’t feel good like taking a deep breath. We plan for weeks or months and look forward to special times with friends and family. While the vacation is happening, we are out of our everyday routine. New possibilities and choices are everywhere. We feel expanded and joyful. Then, once the trip is over, going back to our regular life can feel limiting and challenging.

But here’s the good news. Just like the breath, when the contraction is over, the expansion starts again. We simply have to be patient. It’s a cycle, just like the ebb and flow of the tides. There’s no need to panic when the ebb happens. The flow will return. But in the meantime, can we be present with the ebb and fully receive its unique gifts? Can we take some time for self-reflection? Are we making choices aligned with our hearts’ desires or simply doing things out of habit? The ebb is a perfect opportunity to ask these questions. 

This week, I gave myself permission to rest, reflect, and not do much work. And you know what? Despite what the ego says, everything is okay and I feel better! Eventually, I will feel like getting out there again and being more productive. But for now, I’m going to honor the ebb and invest a little more time in being. I hope you will allow yourself to do the same when the ebb visits you…and it will. 

Are you experiencing an ebb or contraction right now? It would be my great honor to walk you through it with a series of Spiritual Coaching sessions or a private Family Constellations session. Both can give you a new perspective as well as tools to help navigate the ebb and flow of life. There is also an opportunity to go within and honor the ebb the weekend of October 22-24 from the comfort of your own home. I will be sharing an experience of Family Constellations as part of a 3-day Virtual Wellness Reset Retreat with other Mindfulness, Meditation, and Healing Practitioners. Visit the Upcoming Workshops page on my website for more information and to register.

Until next time, I trust you will find ways to honor both the ebb and flow of life whenever they visit.

…the ego is forced to shift ceaselessly from one goal to another, so that you will continue to hope it can yet offer you something. 

A Course in Miracles ~ T-8.VIII.2:7 

Right on Target

Last week, I had an uncomfortable experience at Target. It started when I noticed a guy in glasses staring at me as I walked in the door. I thought maybe he was an employee and I came in the exit door by mistake. There was an awkward moment of eye contact when I realized he was just another customer. I looked away and continued in the direction of the items I needed to purchase. As I walked away, I distinctly heard him say from across the store,  “Don’t give me that look in your cargo shorts.” 

For a moment, I couldn’t believe what I heard. Did a stranger just make a rude comment about my clothing choice? I’m aware that cargo shorts are no longer in style. My last partner liked to tease me when I wore them. However, all those pockets sure are handy for carrying my phone, keys, wallet, and mask. I didn’t think there was any need to “dress to impress” while buying contact lens solution. Not that I’ve ever been very fashion conscious, as my wardrobe clearly indicates! Still, this judgment from someone who did not know me stung a little bit.

In that moment, I remembered a tool from A Course in Miracles that I often share with my coaching clients. I stopped and asked Spirit to help me see this situation differently. Whenever I remember to do this, something always drops into my mind that I wouldn’t have thought of in that moment. In this case, the thought dropped in that people in pain often unconsciously inflict pain on others in an attempt to make themselves feel better. Perhaps this guy was having a bad day and felt I had somehow offended him by looking away or by wearing unfashionable clothing. The Course is very clear that everything is either an expression of love or a call for love, and the appropriate response is always some form of love.

That doesn’t mean I searched the store to give this guy a hug. No, I simply took a moment to extend love from my heart to his with my mind. It helped me feel a little better so I could continue shopping. I found the items I needed and made my way to the self-checkout area as quickly as possible. Although I had seen the situation differently, I did not want to run into this guy again. Thankfully, I made it out of the store and to my car with no further incidents, but some of the icky energy remained.

Back home, as I was putting away my purchases, a text message from a friend came in. The message had a link to an article about “Dog the Bounty Hunter” in relation to a national news story. I had never heard of this former reality television star. When I clicked the link, I was taken aback by his unique appearance. This guy has long bleached blonde hair that reaches the middle of his back which he brushes back. He often wears clips or earrings (I can’t tell which) with strands of dangling feathers that frame his face. Dog completes his look with dark or mirrored sunglasses and some sort of black shirt or jacket that he leaves open exposing his chest and whatever necklace he’s wearing. “That’s an interesting look,” I thought to myself.

Are you noticing a pattern? Barely 30 minutes had passed since my uncomfortable experience at Target, and there I was judging this guy based on his appearance and clothing. Granted, I wasn’t making comments out loud in his presence, but A Course in Miracles reminds me that all minds are connected. Whether I speak them out loud or not, my thoughts have an impact on others. It was interesting to observe myself exhibiting the same behavior that had hurt my feelings a short while earlier. Instead of beating myself up for my judgment, I decided to take a moment to extend love to everyone involved in this situation…including myself.

It felt important to share this story that night during my weekly online A Course in Miracles study group because it illustrated just how sneaky the ego’s thought system is. One longtime member insightfully pointed out the incident at Target was also a reflection of my own feelings about my cargo shorts since I had been teased about them. It never ceases to amaze me how everything can be traced back to our thoughts. I’m extremely grateful for the teachings of A Course in Miracles that remind me if I want to return to a peaceful state of mind, all I have to do is change my thoughts. Thank you, Target Guy and Dog the Bounty Hunter for being my teachers!

Do you often feel judged by the people in your life? Would you like some assistance in relinquishing the judgments you have toward others that are causing you stress? As I was reminded last week, letting them go is a very freeing experience. Please explore my website to learn more about my Spiritual Coaching sessions as well as private and group Family Constellations sessions. Both can help you see things from an expanded perspective so you can return to peace. To add a plethora of mindfulness tools and practices to your self-care toolbox, please join me for a Virtual Wellness Reset Retreat the weekend of October 22-24. To find out more, click this link. For a limited time, use coupon code JOHNLOVE20 at checkout to receive $20 off the registration price.

This coming week, I invite you to notice how you feel when judgments make their presence known, and then ask to see the situation differently. You just might experience a miracle!

You have no idea of the tremendous release and deep peace that comes from meeting yourself and your brothers totally without judgment. 

A Course in Miracles ~ T-3.VI.3:1

Birthday Blessings to an Old Friend

Today, October 1, the Walt Disney World Resort is celebrating its 50th Birthday. It’s hard to believe the park opened 50 years ago, and even harder for me to believe that 25 years have passed since we celebrated its 25th Birthday with a bright pink castle cake in the center of the Magic Kingdom. I happened to work there then, and that castle cake was the subject of many heated discussions. People loved it or hated it. I’m glad to see the Imagineers decided on a more subtle change to the castle for the 50th Celebration. As I look back on the role Disney World has played in my life, it seems appropriate to share a few stories to honor this magical milestone. I might not be where I am today if Walt Disney had not dreamed it into existence. 

My first visit to Disney World was in December of 1975. My father died on January 1 of that same year, and my mother decided to take the whole family to Disney World for Christmas. She wanted us be able to create new holiday memories without the sad ones hanging over us from my dad’s last Christmas in our house. It was a stroke of genius, and it worked like a charm. We had a great holiday in Florida.

Honestly, I don’t remember much about our actual visit to the park, but I do remember the fun we had driving from Binghamton, NY to Orlando, FL in our orange Chevy station wagon, the “butterscotch car,” as my dad called it. We still tell stories about the hijinx that occurred on that epic road trip. I give my mother a lot of credit for surviving a trip like that with a college senior, 3 teenage girls, and an 8-year old me. 

I do remember riding Space Mountain because it was my first roller coaster ever. Since I was the smallest, they sat me in the very front of the rocket with my siblings behind me. That little boy squealed with a mixture of delight and fear as our rocket twisted, turned, and dipped abruptly in the darkness. When we got off, I thought I was pretty cool braving Space Mountain as my first coaster. My 8-year old self did not know that Space Mountain is relatively mild compared to other coasters around the world.

I also remember my mother saying I could have just one toy from the gift shop, but I desperately wanted a plush Mickey and Minnie. I must have worn her down. That Christmas Eve, I fell asleep in our hotel room with Mickey on one side and Minnie on the other. Some might say I was spoiled, and they would probably be right. However, I certainly appreciated those mice because I still remember how much I loved them over 4 decades later!

In fifth grade, I returned to Disney World with just my mother. Two things stand out from that trip. While riding “Pirates of the Caribbean,” my mother and I both noticed the dirty foot and hairy leg of the animatronic pirate dangling from a bridge as our boat sailed underneath him. We thought those details were pretty cool and made him very lifelike. When I ride “Pirates” today, I still smile and think of my mom when I see that hairy, dirty leg dangling from the bridge. The things that get stuck in our brains!

But what I remember most about that second trip was the Main Street Electrical Parade. Something about the combination of music, lights, and beloved Disney Characters completely captivated me. I wanted to watch that parade again and again. My mother would ask me what I wanted to do next, and I would answer, “I want to see the Light Parade!” She would calmly reply, “Yes, honey. We can watch it again tonight. But it’s 11 AM. What would you like to do now?”

Ten-year old John never could have imagined that he would perform in that parade when Disney brought it back for the Millennium Celebration. I wish my mother could have seen me in it, but sadly, that was during the height of her alcohol addiction, so she never made it to Florida. That’s okay. She saw me dance in other parades. Performing in the Main Street Electrical Parade at the end of my Disney career felt like a full-circle moment. Today, it only takes a few notes of that parade music to send tingles all through my body and goosebumps to appear on my arms. 

Dancing in the Main Street Electrical Parade in 1999

After that visit with my mother in 1977 or 1978, it was 13 years before I returned to Disney World with my best friend from high school. The Disney/MGM Studios had recently opened, and we loved the movie-themed attractions at that park as well as Epcot and the three “mountains” at the Magic Kingdom: Space Mountain, Big Thunder Mountain, and Splash Mountain. Ironically, parades and shows were of no interest. I remember we were annoyed that the 3 o’clock parade prevented us from getting across the park quickly to the next ride! I had no idea just a few years later I would be the source of annoyance for someone trying to get to the other side of the park! It still never crossed my mind that I would work there one day.

In the fall of 1992, I moved to Orlando with 3 good friends. All 3 of us wanted to work in the entertainment industry, but felt LA and New York were too big. At the time, some movies and TV shows were being filmed in Orlando, so we thought we’d start there. Worst-case scenario, we could work at one of the theme parks while we pursued our dreams. Well, of the four of us, I was the only one who stayed in Orlando, and my “backup job” became my dream job for 7 years. Believe it or not, before working in the Entertainment Department at the Magic Kingdom, I was painfully shy! I could never do the work I do now, sometimes in front of large groups, had it not been for my experience at Disney World.

When I look back, I can see how Life was preparing me step by step. My first roles were in character costumes so no one could see my face. I could take chances and act as silly as I wanted because no one knew who I was. It was incredibly liberating and fun! It also gave me a second chance at childhood since I had to be a grownup for much of my first one. Some days I couldn’t believe I was getting paid to play with my friends and get hugs from hundreds of little kids.

After my first year, show directors started casting me in roles where my face was showing. I’ll never forget the first time I stepped out on parade route without being able to hide in a costume. I could see the park guests clearly, and they could see me. It was a bit scary, but I was so grateful to be there that I just kept dancing. After a while, being in front of thousands of park guests as John became comfortable.

Dancing in Cinderella’s Royal Court during the 25th Anniversary Parade

A few weeks ago, I wrote about portraying Captain John Smith at the Pocahontas character breakfast. There was no room for shyness when my job required me to walk up to a table of strangers and start talking to them. Now I can initiate a conversation with just about anyone. During those 7 years, I also performed in a traveling drug prevention puppet show at elementary schools all around Orlando. For obvious reasons, doing that show was extremely rewarding. It was the first time I used my painful childhood experience as a catalyst to help others. Now, I get to do that all the time with Family Constellations. Disney World was the perfect playground to overcome my shyness and gain confidence. That’s why I say I might not be where I am today without that magical place. So Happy 50th Birthday, Disney World! And thank you for all the ways you comforted, enchanted, supported, and grew me.

I would be honored to share some of the magic and miracles I have experienced to support you and help you grow into the fullest version of you. Please visit my website to learn more about my Spiritual Coaching programs and Family Constellations. Both assist you in seeing things from an expanded perspective so you can break free of unhealthy patterns and live the happy, healthy life you were meant to live. To schedule an appointment or to ask a question, simply send me an email

This week, may you find a moment to reflect on a happy place or time in your life that helped you become the person you are today. 

Count, then, the silver miracles and golden dreams of happiness as all the treasures you would keep within the storehouse of the world.

A Course in Miracles ~ T-28.III.7:1 

A Miracle Happened at the DMV

Earlier this year, I had ongoing frustrations dealing with Honda Financial Services. When my lease ended in January, I decided to purchase my car with a lease buyout. The first challenge occurred when a Houston Honda dealer sent them a payment without my authorization. Due to very poor customer service and more than $2,000 of mysterious additional fees that no one could adequately explain, I decided not to pursue a loan with them. Imagine my surprise when I logged into my account the next day to discover that my balance had been paid! 

I called Honda Financial Services and waited on hold for at least 30 minutes to speak to a customer service agent. Little did I know this would be the first of many half hours spent listening to that hold music and Honda’s special offers. I did my best to be patient knowing many businesses were understaffed due to the pandemic. When an agent finally answered, I explained my situation and she assured me that she would get the paperwork straightened out with the dealership. In the meantime, I had secured a loan through other means, so she advised me to mail the payoff check to them along with my odometer disclosure statement. Once they received my check and that document, Honda would send me the title via FedEx. That sounded good to me.

For the next few months, I waited for FedEx to deliver my title, but it never came. I made more calls to Honda to check on the status with more half hours on hold, but nothing expedited the process. I found out that the title had been issued and sent to the Honda dealer in Houston. Once the dealership sent it back, it would be another 8-10 weeks before they could issue another title with my name on it. Again, I waited.

It was during this time that my guidance to leave Texas became crystal clear. With no news about my title, I began to get anxious. For some reason, I had it in my head that I needed to take care of this lingering detail before I moved back to the Sunshine State. Three days before my move, I surrendered to the fact that my title would not arrive before I left. I called Honda (once again waiting the obligatory 30 minutes on hold) to give them my temporary Florida address and ask that they please FedEx the title to me there. The nice woman on the phone assured me that was not a problem.

As you may have already guessed, that’s not what happened. FedEx delivered it to my address in Houston a month later. It had to be mailed to me in a pre-addressed envelope that I created knowing this would probably happen. Glory! Hallelujah! I finally received the title in the mail 7 months after sending my payoff check to Honda. But, alas, there was a lesson that life wanted to teach me…again.

After all that anxious waiting, the title sat in my drawer for another month! I had found a new apartment but it wouldn’t be ready until August 13. Rather than change the address twice, I decided to wait and title my car when I got my new Florida driver’s license and license plates. Oh, what a happy day that was! And to my surprise, I was able to do all 3 of those things at the same office with the same customer service representative. 

Miguel defied every stereotype and joke you’ve ever heard about the DMV. Not only was he super friendly and efficient, but he delivered some happy news. Since my car was originally titled in Florida where I leased it, I saved over $200 in fees. I also noticed Florida sales tax was $100 less than it would have been in Texas. It turns out those frustrating delays were actually working in my favor! They saved me quite a bit of money and a lot of unnecessary paperwork. What a powerful lesson in surrendering what I think should happen, and trusting the divine timing of the Universe. 

Is there something happening or not happening in your life that is trying to take away your peace? I would be honored to assist you in seeing things from another perspective with a series of Spiritual Coaching sessions or a private Family Constellations session. Both can help you develop a sense of trust that everything is unfolding for your highest good. For more information about these opportunities and to book a session, please look around my website or send me an email.

This week, may you find ways to experience peace while trusting that everything is unfolding perfectly.

What could you not accept, if you but knew that everything that happens, all events, past, present and to come, are gently planned by One Whose only purpose is your good? 

A Course in Miracles ~W.135.18:1 

A Magical Cosmic Wink

I took this photo from Artist Point at Yellowstone National Park.

The dictionary defines a synchronicity as “the simultaneous occurrence of events which appear significantly related but have no discernible causal connection.” I like to think of synchronicities as cosmic winks from the Universe reminding me that everything is connected in Oneness, and I am always right where I need to be. One such convergence of elements happened last week while I was in Montana. 

I had just finished teaching Donna Eden’s 5-minute Daily Energy Medicine Routine to a group of early risers at the Big Sky Retreat during the morning session called “Energize Your Day.” At one point during the routine, we marched in place, touching our knees with our opposite hands to connect the energy on both sides of our bodies. I made a silly reference to marching like a toy soldier in the Christmas Parade at Disney World, which I happened to do in 1993. After hearing this, my friend and co-facilitator, Michael Benjamin, teased me about always playing the “Disney Card” by mentioning my time there as a performer. “How am I supposed to compete with that?” he joked, and we all had a good laugh.

Afterward, I met up with my dear friend, Dr. Charles Geddes, at the only restaurant in the Big Sky Resort that serves breakfast. We soon discovered we weren’t the only large group at the resort. When we walked up to the podium, the hostess asked us if we were with Disney! Her question stumped me for a moment when suddenly I recognized the music playing in the restaurant was from Disney’s animated film Pocahontas. That’s when things got weird as a convergence of seemingly unrelated elements flooded my mind and took me back in time 25 years!

In addition to being a toy soldier, one of the roles I played at Disney World was Captain John Smith from Pocahontas. I portrayed him for a whole year in 1996 at a character breakfast featuring characters from the movie. Pocahontas, John Smith, Meeko, and Governor Ratcliffe went table to table at a restaurant called Artist Point in the Wilderness Lodge. At the time, I did not know Artist Point was the name of a spectacular scenic overlook at the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone, nor did I know the Wilderness Lodges was themed after the Old Faithful Inn at Yellowstone National Park. My first visit to that hotel in 2014 with Charles was strangely familiar, although I had never been there! This year prior to the retreat, my sister and I visited Yellowstone and our last stop of the day was Artist Point. I specifically asked her to take a photo of me next to the sign so I could send it to my beloved friend who played Pocahontas. 

Here I was a few days later, standing at the entrance to a restaurant for breakfast hearing Pocahontas sing “Just Around the Riverbend” as the hostess asked us if we were “with Disney” moments after my friend teased me about working for Disney. It was almost too much for my brain to process! I reluctantly answered “no,” but I did share with her the synchronistic moment I was experiencing as she showed us to our table. It was a perfect, magical setting to reconnect with my magical friend, Charles, on his birthday. Disney tunes played throughout our meal and I loved every minute of it. What a wonderful cosmic wink from the Universe reminding me that I was right where I was supposed to be. 

Has it been a while since you received a cosmic wink like that? Have you felt out of place or out of sorts with all the changes happening in the world? During these uncertain times, it can be very challenging to feel connected to something greater than ourselves. It would be my great honor to create a space where you can feel that connection again with a series of Life Coaching sessions or during a private or group Family Constellations session. Cosmic winks happen all the time during Family Constellations. Please look around my website for more information about one-on-one sessions and how to join my next online group session where we will take “A Fresh Look at Relationships with Family Constellations.” Feel free to send me an email with any questions you may have or to book a session.

Until next time, may you notice all the ways the Universe is winking at you to remind you that you are right where you are supposed to be and all is well. 

A major contribution of miracles is their strength in releasing you from your false sense of isolation, deprivation and lack.

A Course in Miracles ~ T-1.I.42:1

We Remember

As we honor the anniversary of the tragic events that happened on September 11 twenty years ago, I invite you to take a moment to remember and hold in your heart all those who lost their lives that day as well as those who lost loved ones or were impacted in any way. Of course, that’s all of us since we are one human family. The way we live was forever changed that day. I also invite you to join me in sending heart energy to that geographic location and let the ripples of love extend outward to comfort everyone on the planet and help clear any residual fear.

Many of you know one of the rituals I practice to assist in shifting fear to love is planting rose quartz crystals at such locations. Rose quartz is said to hold the frequency of unconditional love and compassion, so this practice is a symbolic way to add love wherever I go. It helps my mind connect to something tangible to let me know that something is different. If this ritual speaks to you, please feel free to adopt or adapt it as your own. 

In 2008, I was in New York City around the time of the 7th anniversary of 9/11. On that day, I felt compelled to walk the perimeter of the construction site where the towers fell to scatter tiny rose quartz crystals. Thankfully, a new friend asked if she could join me on this sacred walk. It was both sacred and somber. As we walked, we both felt the energy of fear and grief lingering in the air. Our intention was to add love by placing the little pink stones around the site. When we completed the circle, we decided to find the source of the two commemorative spotlights shining up into the sky representing each of the fallen towers. When we arrived, we discovered that we each had just one stone left. It felt right to place one under each spotlight to send that loving energy out into the Universe.

A Course in Miracles describes a miracle as a shift in our minds from fear to love. A miracle is not dependent on changing anything in the outer world. True, we cannot change what happened on that day, but we can use those devastating events as a catalyst to remember the importance of extending love to one another and to remember we are not separate. What affects one of us affects all of us. May we reawaken to this truth so acts of violence become a distant memory.

Love extends outward simply because it cannot be contained. Being limitless it does not stop.

A Course in Miracles ~ T-7.I.3:4-5

First Time For Everything!

With all that needed my attention, I didn’t have time to write this week’s story before leaving for my annual trip to the Big Sky Retreat in Montana. I had some ideas on what to write about, but the experience I just had on the airplane felt like it wanted to be shared. I’m actually typing these words 30,000 feet in the air between Tampa and Denver. 

When we boarded the plane, I was happy to hear the flight crew say there would be 60 empty seats on our flight. That meant plenty of room so we could spread out. I picked a row and sat in a window seat while my sister took the aisle seat. We were grateful that no one sat between us. I was also grateful when two families with babies kept walking past us, but I was a little sad when two women, most likely sisters, chose the two seats directly in front of us. Something told me they would be chatting loudly the entire flight. Oh well. I’ll take chatty sisters over crying babies any day. I trusted there must be a reason they chose those seats when so many others were still empty. I soon discovered the reason. 

During the pre-departure announcements, one of the women in front of us waved at the flight attendant standing near us to get her attention. When she came over, the woman shared that this was her sister’s very first flight and that she was extremely nervous. As the flight attendant continued to demonstrate how to put on an oxygen mask, she said a few words like, “Don’t worry. It might be a little bumpy, but you’ll be fine.” I’m not sure these words did much to soothe the anxious woman. As soon as I heard this exchange, I knew exactly why they chose the seats in front of us.

I had already started playing music in my AirPods to help get my mind in a peaceful place for a peaceful flight. One of my favorite tracks to listen to while meditating is “Saltwater” by Chicane. This song always takes me back to my first time swimming with wild dolphins in the Bahamas. The captain played this beautiful CD as we sailed through the turquoise waters on a 30-foot catamaran. My heart expands every time I hear it. As our plane taxied down the runway for takeoff, I imagined the joy and peace I was feeling extending from my heart to the woman directly in front of me.

I became acutely aware of how dramatic all the sights and sounds on an airplane before takeoff must be to someone who has never flown before. The engines get louder. The overhead lights go out. And then we taxi and wait on the runway for what must feel like an eternity! The rainstorm over Tampa only added to the drama. Air traffic controllers put extra space between takeoffs when visibility is poor, so we sat there for a very long time. I can only imagine how fast her heart was beating when it was finally our turn. 

It was sweet to see the sisters clutching each other arm in arm as the engines revved up even louder before the plane sped down the runway finally taking off into the wild gray yonder. By now, “Song of the Deep” by Kamal, another of my favorite meditation tracks was playing. As the humpback whales sang I sent peaceful, loving vibes forward. Due to the storm, there was quite a bit of turbulence once we were airborne. The plane did a few sudden dips and jerks as the pilot flew us above the clouds as quickly as possible. What a first take-off for this woman! After my initial judgment, (which I’m not proud of) I was extremely grateful to be sitting behind them to be the presence of peace. We never know when we will be called upon to be of service to our sisters and brothers without them ever knowing it.

This is one of my favorite aspects of Family Constellations. Strangers show up in person and online to assist each other in letting go of unconscious patterns and behaviors that no longer serve them. Through our collective intention and soul connection, we all experience healing. Please visit the Upcoming Events page on my website to find out how and when you can participate in one. I also offer private Family Constellations sessions as well as Spiritual Coaching to help you return to a place of peace. Please look around my website to learn more about all of these opportunities or send me an email to schedule a session

Until next time, may you discover many opportunities to be the presence of peace wherever you go, and remember that there are always forces seen and unseen supporting you.

You cannot but be in the right place at the right time.

A Course in Miracles ~ W-42.2:4

Mission: Impossible Burger

There were many magical things about my recent visit to Disney World, but the two magical things I want to talk about here are the Skyliner and the Impossible Burger. The Skyliner is a new mode of transportation that carries guests in an enclosed vehicle high in the sky from some of Disney’s newer resorts directly to two of the theme parks. Not only do they look fun  with their assortment of bright colors and decals made to look like beloved Disney characters are riding inside, but they are extremely fun to ride. The 360-degree view from up there is spectacular. They are also quick, clean, and quiet. We were whisked from the station at our hotel to the front entrance of Disney’s Hollywood Studios in about ten minutes. It was so cool! 

As a vegetarian, I was also very happy that a plant-based burger called the “Impossible Burger” is now available at most food service locations. What I wasn’t happy about is the fact that the quick-service restaurant at our hotel closed at 10 PM when we hadn’t had time to get dinner at the park. Our turn to ride the latest and greatest Star Wars attraction, “Rise of the Resistance,” didn’t happen until just before the park closed at 9 PM. We thought we’d be back at the hotel way before 10, but once our boarding group was called, we still waited another 45 minutes before getting on the actual ride. Although the Skyliner is quick, it did not travel back in time to get us to the hotel before the restaurant closed.

On the ride back, we checked the Disney app and discovered the restaurant in the resort next to ours was open until 11 PM. The Skyliner could get us from one resort station to the other in about 5 minutes. However, there was one big concern. The Skyliner stopped running at 10:30. It was already 8 minutes past 10 when we arrived at our station. Could we make it over to the other resort, find the food court, order burgers, pay for them, and make it back in 22 minutes? The thought of potato chips from the vending machine for dinner was enough to help us make our decision. We decided to go for it! Cue the theme song from the old TV show “Mission: Impossible!” Dunt. Dunt. DUNT. Dunt. Dunt. Dunt. DUNT. Dunt…

My friend Carrie and I hopped on the Skyliner at 10:09 at Disney’s Caribbean Beach Resort. During our peaceful ride through the darkness, we discussed our options for getting back to our hotel if we didn’t make it to the Skyliner station by 10:30. If Disney buses were still running, that was one possibility. Calling a Lyft or an Uber was another option. We could always walk, but after a long day in a theme park, that option sounded grueling. There wasn’t much time to ponder this because we soon arrived at the Skyliner station at the Pop Century Resort. We disembarked at 10:15 and were off and running. Well, not quite running, but walking briskly passed giant bowling pins and yo yo’s that served as icons letting guests know which Pop Century their building was themed after. We were shocked by how many families were still frolicking in the pool at that time of night. It was packed!

Luckily, there were not as many people in the food court. We walked right up to the counter, ordered burgers “to go,” grabbed drinks from the cooler, and walked right up to the cashier to pay. After a quick stop at the condiment station for ketchup, mustard, and napkins, we were off on another mad dash past giant Play-Doh cans toward the Skyliner station. What a relief to arrive at 10:26! Why did we rush? We had 4 minutes to spare! As you can imagine, there were two very grateful but tired occupants with burgers and fries traveling over the wetlands between the two resorts that night. As soon as we disembarked, we noticed that the Skyliner cars stopped. Apparently, we were the last two riders of the day.

The magical and miraculous thing about this experience was not the fact that we made it back to the station in time, although that certainly was a shift from fear to love. I’m grateful for the miracle of keeping the focus on what we wanted (the food!) and not getting sidetracked by the voice of fear asking, “What happens if you get stuck there?” Instead of trying to solve problems that hadn’t happened yet, Carrie and I made the best decision we could at the time and trusted that we would simply make another decision if we needed to. Had we debated at the station for even 4 minutes, we would have missed the easy return ride. It was a powerful lesson in trust, staying focused, and not letting the voice of fear (the ego) distract us from our goal. Mission: Impossible Burger was a success!

Has the voice of fear kept you from taking a chance on something you truly desire? It would be my great honor to be your spiritual “Skyliner” lifting you up above your current conditions and helping you reach your destination. Please consider giving yourself the gift of a series of Life Coaching sessions or a private Family Constellations session. For more information about both of these opportunities, please visit those pages on my website. To schedule a session, simply send me an email

Until next time, may life carry you to every destination with ease and grace.

“I’ve had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened.”

~ Mark Twain

Kitesurfing Through Life

During a Spiritual Coaching session last week, a metaphor that occurred to me years ago about kitesurfing popped into my head. It seemed to be helpful to my client so I thought I would share it here. 

When I lived in Fort Lauderdale, I loved watching brightly colored kites flying over the ocean pulling surfers behind them at incredible speeds. The experienced surfers know just how to navigate the wind and waves allowing them to soar into the air for several seconds before plunking them back down into the sea. Those airborne moments look so liberating! Since the wind and the kite take care of propelling the surfers forward, it appears their only job is to maintain balance, remain above water, and allow the wind and waves to do the rest.

Isn’t life like that? It is always pulling us forward. Our job is to maintain a sense of balance and keep our thoughts positive (above water.) True, we all experience times when it feels like life has dropped us into an ocean of despair, but like the kitesurfers, we eventually get back on our boards and keep going. To further this metaphor, sometimes we have to let go of the bar and go with the flow, letting life take us in a new direction. In trying times, we start by accepting “what is.” It would do a kitesurfer no good to scream at the wind for blowing in the opposite direction or shout at the waves for being too close together. They simply adjust their stance, grip, and reposition their kite. Once they make the necessary adjustments, the wind and water will carry them quickly in a new direction allowing them to soar above the waves, once again!

Are you having a difficult time keeping your thoughts above water? Does the wind seem to be taking you in a direction you don’t want to go? It would be my great honor to assist you in making the necessary adjustments with a series of Spiritual Coaching sessions or a private Family Constellations Session so you too can soar above the waves. Please look around my website for more information about both of these opportunities or send me an email to schedule a session.

Until next time, may you allow life to take you to exhilarating heights as you navigate the wind and the waves.

The necessary condition for the holy instant does not require that you have no thoughts that are not pure. But it does require that you have none that you would keep.

A Course in Miracles ~ T-15.IV.9:1-2