Surrender

Fighting The River is No Way to Live, Suzanne!

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“Stop swimming, stop fighting.” These words rang loud and clear in the ears of my beloved teacher, Swami Kripalvanand, as he was swept away by the monsoon-swollen river Yamuna in India more than a half century ago. These same words, which came to him in the voice of his beloved teacher Dadaji, have lately come Read more...

A Death in the Family

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If you lose your partner, the common wisdom is you don’t make any other major changes for three years. Not unless you want to go way off the stress test charts, and maybe expire yourself. No, don’t worry, I have not lost my beloved husband Trond, who is alive and well and splitting firewood or Read more...

Activists for Love

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Words crowd my head like gulls to bread on the beach. But having been silent for so long, I wonder if I can speak again. And after all that has happened—to me and to the world as we knew it (or thought we did)—I wonder if I can say anything to add value to the Read more...

Start Where You Are and Follow Your Heartbreak

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A fresh year. A clean slate. Two rousing reminders—Start where you are and, still more arrestingly, Follow your Heartbreak. With that, I may have emerged from the fertile, if often disquieting void and set one foot on an encouraging new path of service. We shall see.

Start where you are? Follow your heartbreak? Why did those Read more...

Summer lessons of sticks and stones

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Who said words can never hurt you?

Well, they were wrong, at least about me. For almost two months I’ve been balanced on the edge of a sword that showed up laser-like out of nowhere and is only now showing signs of letting me off. Mean words have been part of it, and they hurt. I Read more...

Ours is a breadcrumb journey

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Two different worlds we live in. That’s the 1950s tune my head and heart have been singing to each other in a growing rift that’s been tearing me apart. So I’ve made the hard decision to start letting the heady world go and see where my heart might lead. It’s scaring the shit out of Read more...

Breaking up is hard to do, Part III: A soul-wrestling finale

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Note: I wrote this final post in my “Breaking Up” trilogy several weeks ago, when the pain was fresh. Lots of healing has happened in the meantime—thanks in large part, dear readers, to you. Your wise, compassionate comments have brought me back to my senses and the remembrance that while I may not have Kripalu Read more...

Breaking up is hard to do, Part II: What would Bapuji do?

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What would Bapuji do indeed? That question is the chorus for this “Breaking up” blog saga of mine. Last time, I shared how a virtual cold shoulder by my once beloved spiritual home left me saddened and confused, about my relationship with Kripalu and my life purpose as a whole.   My dilemma seems small Read more...

Breaking up is hard to do, Part I: My Kripalu Conundrum

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“What would Bapuji do?” That zinger of a question popped right out the other day, not of my mouth, but of my beloved husband Trond’s. It was exactly the right question to help us cut to the chase in the peskiest conundrum I may have faced since becoming a published author. The problem has been Read more...

Onward and downward to surrender and trust!

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Oh, dear God! The roller coaster rides on, and this girl hangs on for dear life. Okay, not quite. But there was a moment several weeks ago when, sitting stressed at my desk, I came as close to fainting as I ever have. My book took a significant toll on my body. It scared me Read more...

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