Tag Archives: Guilt

That Quiet Voice

Listening to that quiet voice within. Without stories. Without doubt. Just Listening. Sunday morning meditation and teachings. Monday morning exercise and tai chi. Tuesday morning creativity and writing a book chapter. Doing this can’t do that. Guilt? For what? No … Continue reading

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Leader of the Pack

Several weeks ago we hired Barkbusters to come to our home and teach us how to train our dog to behave. Milli is a 12-month-old Tibetan terrier (not a true terrier)–energetic and happy, but also jumpy, barky and many times … Continue reading

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Perfection – A Woman’s Curse

I admit it. I carry around a bag full of guilt. It can shake me at any moment, given even a random thought about what little thing I should have done today. Guilt and shame that I am not perfect … Continue reading

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