The 5 Legged Chair of Joy

Happiness is personal.  A journey, as unique as the way you look.  As rare as a doppelganger, as surprising as a few people in the world that look like you. It is the same with happiness.  We have very quirky ways of experiencing happiness.  For instance, when I say I love the color of the sea water, there is a particular shade of blue that makes me happy.  It takes place when the light hits the…

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The Water Shoes

Did you know that when you choose a different life, it feels divergent?  Unalike the one you are walking out from.  Logically, this should not be a surprise.  A different life should feel different.  But as I stepped into a new chapter in my life this week I started to feel unfamiliar. Even my body acted anew.  I saw my reality through different eyes.  It was as if someone put me inside another…

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The Art of Answering Your What Ifs

Sometimes the new life is hiding behind a tiny moment. Behind just one thought.  If you could look inside your mind you would see two words connecting the old chapter with the new one.  These words can be missed completely if we are not paying attention to our inner experience.  It is almost like a lottery win.  Rare. Unexpected.  Invisible to the naked eye and inaudible to our ears.  But then…

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Grief’s Monastery

There is a place deep inside grief that can hold us without pain.  The deepest most hidden place of the grief experience is a seat of Trinity to witness life from.  I was trying to explain this to someone this week. She saw me looking sad and struggled believing me when I said I am very happy. It is hard to explain that this feels good to me and not be seen as my suffering. The nostalgia and…

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Have I been Faithful To Myself?

I was interviewing Dr. Parker J. Palmer, an extraordinary poet, writer, change maker.  And in the middle of the interview, he asked me if I was faithful to my gift.  My eyes must have widened quite a bit.  My brain repeated.  Faithful to my gift?  How would that look like? I thought about us in that moment in time.  About all of us.  Everyone.  How faithful are we to ourselves?  I mean, have you…

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The Two Moons

It’s late Thursday evening as I am writing to you.  And the dark of the night makes for a deeper connection between us.  It’s almost as if we slightly step out of space so we are closer together.  It will be morning when you are reading this letter, night when I am writing it, and so we meet at dawn.  Dawn has always been a sacred time, a non-local world between the sleeping and the wake. The…

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Something Is Coming

I have always known when something was about to change in my life.  Sometimes I would know it for years beforehand.  I would tell people I know something is coming.  Something is coming.  The change itself was invisible.  I felt the enormity of it.  But there were no signs of what exactly was coming.  Just that everything was going to change.  If you were to time travel to my childhood in Greece…

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Safe Worlds

I have a few favorite movies I watch over and over again.  They are my safe worlds.  I go to them when a day has been hard. I put them on and sit to watch as if for the very first time.  My brain rests while entering a familiar world, witnessing someone else’s life.  Crying about someone else’s loss.  And why we must allow ourselves inside these safe worlds.  We must give ourselves a break from…

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Don’t You Give Up

Sometimes it will feel as if nothing makes sense.  Nothing at all.  You can’t fathom why bad things happen to you. Even though you try.  You did everything you could to change the course of your life.  You ran when you were supposed to run.  You climbed when the hill appeared in front of you.  You crawled when the ceiling was falling on you.  You swam in the deepest oceans as if it was shallow…

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The Good Letter

I have been working longer hours lately and today I didn’t get a chance to sit and write you a letter. You may think, but this is a letter isn’t it?  It is but it's not the letter I was going to write.  It is just a letter telling you that I ran out of time.  I know you understand. I know you get it.  What is important to me is to always write to you on Fridays, no matter what.  I will never not…

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