I recently heard Rob Bell, author, speaker and former pastor, share this quote in an audiobook called Handling Your Fire. He tucked it in right at the end of the 6-hour talk where it landed in my soul and hasn’t left. As quotes that hold truth often do, this one has carried a continued offering of renewed presence, awareness and love.

“Healing is the application of love to the areas that hurt.” - Christine Hassler, master coach and author

When I heard Christine share this on a podcast a few years ago, the chill of truth ran through me (i.e. goosebumps). It was a perfect description of what I believe about healing and love. Some might ask, “what is this love and how exactly do we apply it?” I don’t have this answer - for you. And, I know the answer is - in you.

Celebrating others is a big part of what I teach and practice in my life and work; however, celebrating Self seems to be something that is consistently challenging for people… including me.

My 8 year old daughter performed a lyrical solo in competitions this year for the first time. She practiced over and over almost daily at home, which meant the song she danced to played on repeat for us all to hear. What was the song you ask? - "What the World Needs Now" by Will Young

As this song echoed through the house, I watched my sweet girl, with her soft smile, and gentle movement connecting to the words and message of this song. She got it. She felt it.

The other morning, I woke up with these lines coming to me before my eyes opened:

Rise with the light of a thousand suns,

The vastness and plentifulness will never be done.

I’m sitting at the ocean side for the first time in 5 years. I have felt her inside me, but forgot the full sense of her majesty.

This weekend I took a last-minute ski-trip to Banff in the Rocky Mountains. As we approached the entrance to the National Park, getting closer to the turn off that would take us up the mountain to where we were staying for the weekend, we got totally consumed in a great conversation. Deep in conversation and captivated by the mountains we realized we completely missed our exit

Since being banned (four weeks ago) for no just cause from the Metaverse platforms (Facebook, Instagram, WhatsApp), alot of questions and conversations have come to surface.

Instagram, Facebook, and WhatsApp have all banned and potentially permanently deleted my accounts. I am in a curious position. I feel instantly cut off from something that, admittedly, has developed into an unconscious, addictive scrolling habit. I also feel energized and grateful. Without warning or choice, this distractor and time sucker is gone and I’m not missing the checking, consuming, and comparing. What I am missing, however, is the connection with some friends who, for the most part, I was only connected with through these platforms.

I was raised in a Ukrainian/Canadian home. My mother was born in Belgium as my grandparents fled Ukraine during WWII. Last year, I wrote and shared my “Our Mother Tongue” video; it feels even more relevant today.

​My daughter’s cry for time to stop was a “time-stopping” moment for me, ​

​and the inspiration to this 3-minute spoken-word story on The Pace of Time and

how we can enter a new experience and new dimension of time.

This week is about speaking our universal language of love, and practical ways we can return to love in our thoughts, words and actions throughout a day, a week, or a lifetime. When our head feels hot, our tongue sharp, and our actions heavy, this heart-activating breath practice I share below can help bring light and centre you in love and wisdom.

“When we resist change, it’s called suffering. But when we can completely let go and not struggle against it, when we can embrace the groundlessness of our situation and relax into its dynamic quality, that’s called enlightenment.” - Pema Chödrön

This week was a doozy and I was resisting change all over the place.

Welcome to the first Invitation.

These emails will be just that – Invitations to learn from, reflect on and play and practice with as you explore this human and holy ride of life

It all begins with an idea.