I Pledge Allegiance

After years of traveling, seeking, apprenticing and deepening various interests, studies and pursuits, there was a moment when I realized what the journey was truly about.  I understood that the point was not to be like someone else, no matter how much I loved or admired them, but to be radically and completely myself, and for everybody else to be radically and completely themselves too.

Now… accessing and becoming oneself deeply is no easy undertaking.  We self-sabotage, doubt our worthiness, undermine our value, compare ourselves to others, play small, numb out, and believe myriad out-dated stories we have about ourselves.

“Remember that self-doubt is as self-centered as self-inflation. Your obligation is to reach as deeply as you can and offer your unique and authentic gifts as bravely and beautifully as you’re able.” ~ Bill Plotkin.

But it is also the worthiest endeavor I know of.  One that requires honoring our longings and affinities, owning our quirks, idiosyncrasies and shortcomings, and being more, not less of ourselves.  One that requires us to pledge allegiance to ourselves ~ pledge to stay with ourselves in the ways we have always wished someone else would, and the way that life, and the overflowing current of benevolent blessings stays with us when we allow it to (and even when we don’t).

Martha Graham reminds us of this in a letter she wrote to Agnes Demille.


One of the most common and insidious things that gets in the way of our full us-ness is comparison.  In his tarot deck, Indian mystic and spiritual teacher Osho writes:

“Who ever told you that the bamboo is more beautiful than the oak, or the oak more valuable than the bamboo? Do you think the oak wishes it had a hollow trunk like this bamboo? Does the bamboo feel jealous of the oak because it is bigger and its leaves change color in the fall? The very idea of the two trees comparing themselves to each other seems ridiculous, but we humans seem to find this habit very hard to break. Let’s face it, there is always going to be somebody who is more beautiful, more talented, stronger, more intelligent, or apparently happier than you are. And conversely, there will always be those who are less than you in all these ways. The way to find out who you are is not by comparing yourself with others, but by looking to see whether you are fulfilling your own potential in the best way you know how.”


To live a soulful life, incarnate and embodied as YOU here on earth, you need to go closer to (not further from) what makes you distinctly and divinely you. This requires a radical turning towards yourself, and a desire to know yourself as intimately as you know anyone or anything. It requires a deeply intimate best-friendship with yourself as you are, here and now.

In his beautiful talk on poems self-compassion, David Whyte says that “The soul doesn’t care whether you do something successfully or fail at it; it just wants to know, did you do it in your way? Was it you who failed, or were you trying to be someone else when you failed? If it was you, the soul is happy, because it was your experience, your failure, and no one can take it away from you. The question is not: Did you fail, or did you win? The question becomes: Did you go your own way? ”

It is a bold and courageous thing to believe and act as if you matter, as if you have value, medicine, and unique dimensions of divinity to offer as a gift to this world.

This isn’t about being full of yourself, but it is about being fully yourself, filled up with yourself, occupying yourself completely, and letting your expression in the world be a natural bubbling over of the beautiful, the paradoxical, the irreconcilable, and the multi-dimensional being that you are.


In her delightful TedTalk “The Art of Being Yourself”, Caroline McHugh reminds us that our only job is to be as good at being ourselves as those larger-than-life people we worship and admire are at being themselves.  To take on the simple and complex task of knowing who we are at an essence level and being MORE of that.

One of my teachers says that we’re all herbs in Mother’s Garden, and that our job is to emit our unique fragrance, color and texture. In this way we can each be a glorious addition to the beauty, diversity and abundance on this earth.

“Live as near as possible to the channel in which your life flows.” Henry David Thoreau

When you lose sight of the immense gift that you bring, may you be overwhelmingly recalled “to the true prayer of YOUR life”.  May the longing in the world for what you have to offer become so burning that you can no longer ignore it!

And if you need some help REMEMBERING, invest in yourself and find me for some dynamic coaching!



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Taking refuge

This article is a continuation of Sometimes I’m an Asshole, my most popular blog to date. Maybe it’s because of the compelling title, though I’m guessing it’s because of the universality of what I described about the longing for wholeness, and the challenges with it. Some of those considerations again include:

*Our conscious, healthy, and genuine desires to be of service, to do no harm, to extend loving-kindness. You know, our basic goodness, our deep morality, our cleanest impulses. Also, our conditioned, unquestioned, and neurotic desires to be good and do good, most often motivated by a quenchless need for positive feedback, approval from others, and the desire to belong.

*The intuitions and instincts from our internal guidance mechanisms – those parts that whisper to us, and compel us to journey beyond the known, the safe, the socially accepted or condoned. Those times when only we know what we have to do, and we have to drown out all voices of dissent and follow our inner prompts, come what may. Essentially, those things one needs to be or do in order to be in integrity with oneself.

*The moral complexity that arises when what we must choose for ourselves could cause real harm to another. The slippery navigation (no matter how mindful or self-aware we are) that requires us wonder if our impulses are trustworthy or reckless, grounded in wisdom or propelled by wound, or perhaps some of both.

Given these factors, and many others, can we still find anchor in our wholeness? Can we be with the complexity, the paradox, and the tension, and find some way to behold and be held within it all?


In response to my post on ass-wholeness, one of my most beloved elders and a true soul friend wrote:

“Surely good to join with ALL humanity, is it not? Whole means holding it all, certainly, NOT only perfection. Ultimately, WHOLE has NO duality in it whatsoever. Hard to dismantle eons of conditioning around all this, and also, view the complexity of how we aspire to do no harm and go about accomplishing this in our lives. And, we will all surely fuck up, over and over again. What a great practice to learn to love ourselves and each other endlessly, and hold it ALL in the great unfolding.”

A healer friend in the Philippines reminds me that the origin of the word healing comes from the old European word hælan, which literally means to make whole.

Dream weaver and artist Toko-pa writes that “wholeness is not, as the word implies, a state of completion at the end of a long dedication to attainment. Rather, it is a channel into which we can always tune. It just so happens that our ability to remain in reception of its broadcast can take a lifetime to master.”

Their words lift me up. I feel my dedication deepen, and I feel more integrated, more whole. I understand more clearly my attraction to modalities that are inclusive of all, and favoring of none, that illustrate the democracy within the psyche, honor all dimensions of self, and love each fractal of light as much as the prism itself.

I’m getting that the way to wholeness is through fluid inquiry rather than static answers. I’m choosing to orient to it as a study, a lifelong dedication to process, rather than as a fixed destination.  Most of all, I’m learning to invite the flailing, disillusioned, irreconcilable, and hypocritical parts of myself to the table, along with all the others, and take refuge in the sanctity of the exploration itself.

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Sometimes I’m an asshole

At some point, I dedicated my life to the study and cultivation of wholeness, a dedication that birthed out of my own need to have space to be all of me.

Born into a cultural framework that didn’t make room for the full range of my humanity, that didn’t include my confusion and my doubt, my pettiness, my lust, or my rage, I found myself feeling squashed, denying pieces of myself, and working really hard to brush my not so nice, shiny, happy, socially-acceptable parts under the rug. It was utterly fragmenting, and the total opposite of wholeness.

I recently confronted another layer of the subtle and insidious, yet violent and overt self-squashing that happens when I feel inwardly (or outwardly) pressured to always get it right. Not long after, I received this beautiful reminder from David Whyte during a talk he gave about the Mary Oliver poem Wild Geese that starts with the line “you do not have to be good”.

He says, “if there is goodness in the world it comes from our rubbing ourselves up against life and testing ourselves against it and making lots of mistakes and falling down flat, and doing bad things thinking we’re doing good things, doing good things thinking we’re doing bad things, and making sense of it from the greater perspective of one’s own personal destiny and intuitions of where we’re supposed to go in the world.”

Such radical permission to be a human, to fuck it up, to learn through trial and error, and follow our own inner imperatives about how we need to act and be in service of those things that go beyond what others may understand or perceive about our behaviors, motives and intentions.

Big exhale.

The next day I read these words on a friend’s Facebook page, and another wave of relief and permission washed over and settled inside me.

“I have made choices in my life that other women in the same circumstances may not have made. But I am not other women. Or another woman. I am myself. I owe the world no explanations. I only owe it my own walk in dignity. I am a fierce protector of Life. And sometimes that protection has taken the form of saving myself instead of another or the relationship.”

Another deep exhale.

Even if the intention is to remain in integrity, to show up fully and skillfully, it doesn’t mean that we always can or do. Sometimes we behave badly and fuck it up. Sometimes we’re reactive, and lack bandwidth, or are a hot mess. Let’s own it and not pretend otherwise.

I’m not advocating intentional meanness or violence or cruelty, but sometimes we need to follow our impulses and find out through experience what’s right and what isn’t, what works and what doesn’t. We need permission to be adult learners, who can fumble and be messy sometimes.

I’d rather be whole than one dimensional and only show the world one face. I’d rather be dynamic and take risks, than be gracious and agreeable all the time. But it’s all kinds of edgy because it touches on the most primal, deep rooted fear that if I don’t show up the way others want me to, I might lose love, or belonging, or business, or my reputation. Even though there is truly no way around being liked by some and disdained by others, or avoiding people’s projections about me for better or for worse. So I may as well be free to be all of me – the good, the bad, and the ugly.

I don’t know about you, but I want to be a full range human being, with blind spots, and flaws, and just be real and fallible and a bitch sometimes, or the perception of one. I want those parts to be included too. Otherwise I feel like a caged animal, relentlessly judgmental of myself about how I “should be”, and way less tolerant or forgiving of others when they mess up or just plain disappoint me.

So today I am embracing my ass-wholeness, because wholeness is best, even when I’m not at mine!

“Wholeness is not, as the word implies, a state of completion at the end of a long dedication to attainment. Rather, it is a channel into which we can always tune. It just so happens that our ability to remain in reception of its broadcast can take a lifetime to master.”  Toko-pa

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Inside Out

Sometimes I call my work parts-work, other times, shadow-work, but it’s all the same to me.

Distilled down, it’s about isolating parts of self or psyche (sometimes in tremendously nuanced and subtle ways) in order to access shadow material. You know, our gaping blind spots – the stuff we can’t see but that’s really obvious to everyone around us. Material that we banished to the depths of our unconscious because it wasn’t safe or socially acceptable to express “that thing” or be “that way”, but is now running amok, seeping out sideways, leaking everywhere!

Played out, this unconscious material can wreak holy havoc in our lives.  I mean, have you seen “Inside Out”?!

“Sadness” has wisdom, insight, and perspective to share, but the more she’s silenced, invalidated, and relegated to a small corner of the room, the more she unwittingly and compulsively creates situations to get Riley’s attention.  She creates tremendous disruption in a simple attempt to be heard, and a lot of damage occurs before her value is recognized and she is given her rightful place inside of Riley’s psyche.

In the work I facilitate, I have my clients personify various parts of themselves so that these parts can come into conscious awareness, and be accepted, owned and integrated by the Self. Once integrated, the life force energy within these parts gets updated, redirected, and repurposed to good use. More often than not, all these parts want are to be heard and validated.  The rest kind of takes care of itself after that — because the energy has been liberated and movement in now possible.

We all have impulses and personality traits we’d rather not admit to or show the world, but they are part of us, and if we resist them, and battle to keep them hidden, they get bigger, louder, and more entrenched in their habitual stance.

The movie illustrated a few really important things:

The profound usefulness of all emotions, including and maybe especially the ones we deem as bad or unfavorable.  You know, the ones we most try to get rid of.

The more we turn towards all that is inside us, the more dynamic our emotional reality can be. We develop and grow, and one dimensional emotional experiences transform into textured, layered, multi-colored ones.

When we repress and neglect our internal emotional cues, something inside of us breaks or splits, as in the case of the “personality islands” crumbling into oblivion. We disconnect from important parts of our history and from our core sense of self, which in turn dulls our experience of life. But do the work of repair and old neural networks get updated, and new ones get formed. After all, once “Sadness” was integrated, the “personality islands” came back online, only with way more nuance and sophistication.


In general, the more we embrace our shadows, the closer we come to embodying our Souls. If embodying your Soul is important to you, then this type of work will yield deep rewards.  If that’s not what compels you, do it so that you can direct your energy where and how you want it, instead of having it perpetually sabotage and derail you.

So embrace your feelings, and be a gracious host for all of your emotions. Then notice how much quicker they dissolve into their original essence, and fill you with a sense of dynamic wholeness.

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The Marriage of Freedom and Form

I recently did some counseling and coaching work with a client who has very strong Sagittarian and Capricornian influences in her birth chart.

Sagittarius is about freedom, expansion, joviality, open-ended exploration, and generosity, while Capricorn is about boundaries, discipline, seriousness, pragmatism, responsibility, mastery and purpose.

My client was struggling to understand how these two seemingly opposite forces could co-exist inside her.

“It takes great discipline to be a free spirit.”

The author of this quote, Gabrielle Roth, was the founder of a dynamic dance movement practice called 5RHYTHMS that lives right at the intersection of form and freedom. It teaches us to embody the rhythms of life that we see repeated in the world around us.

One of the rhythms, Staccato, is the study of lines, angular movements, no’s, boundaries, differentiation, integrity, verticality, and alignment. As we explore Staccato in the body we learn about the power of form, structure and discipline, and it may also show us the places inside ourselves where we’re overly rigid, linear and uncompromising.

Thankfully, there are other rhythms that are feminine and fluid, circular and curvaceous like Flowing, that help us soften, surrender, yield and flow when we find ourselves being excessively hardened and severe.

Likewise, Flowing can be a place where we drown in nebulousness, inertia, and a lack of direction when we don’t have the accountability, structure and containment that the masculine rhythm of Staccato helps us embody.

By moving through these rhythms and using them as a tool for somatic awareness, we can cultivate a place inside ourselves where the sharp edges of Staccato and the round earthy yin of Flowing can live together in a more balanced and sustainable way.

In my own journey I rebelled against discipline, rules and structure because the orthodoxy of my youth felt so oppressive, stifling and unimaginative to me, but as a result of that rebellion I experienced the opposite, and know first hand that a life devoid of structural integrity can, ironically, be the biggest form of bondage.

“To rebel against something is to be just as much in it’s thrall as to conform.” ~Caroline Casey

Dancing the 5RHYTHMS with regularity and working deeply with the planetary archetypes helped me reconcile the profound usefulness of roots and wings, schedules and spontaneity, expansion and contraction.

May we all cultivate language and practices that allow us to amalgamate seeming opposites, and find the freedom inside the form, the spaciousness inside the structure, and the divine inside the discipline.


I’d love to hear about your own journey with freedom and form. Please share your experiences and reflections in the comments section below.

“Freely chosen, discipline is absolute freedom.” ~Ron Serino

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The Landscape of Compassionate Liberation

How often have you heard yourself say “one part of me feels this way, and another part of me feels that way”? How often have you felt deeply conflicted, or that you’re of two minds about something? Sometimes we feel even more divided than that, sometimes we feel downright polarized, split or fragmented.


The Parts-Work I facilitate is a fluid synthesis of Internal Family Systems, Shadow-Work processes, Voice Dialogue, Feeding Your Demons, and shamanic Soul Retrieval.

It is a simple and elegant way of working with the energies or sub-personalities that tug and pull and vie for supremacy within us. Instead of resigning ourselves to our inner discord, or acting out in ways that reflect, reenforce, and recapitulate our internal division, it allows us to:

  • move towards internal harmony, reconciliation, and integration
  • experience the power and transformation that comes with being able to hold seeming opposites and multiple realities simultaneously
  • receive insight and guidance from the unseen realms (what Rumi calls the beyond in his poem The Guest House)
  • retrieve lost parts of ourselves so that we can experience more of our wholeness

This work has the capacity to heal childhood wounds, bridge developmental gaps, resolve painful generational patterns, mitigate chronic and acute physical symptoms, and presence the unconscious in ways that yield palpable shifts in behavior and outcome, energy and physiology.

Sometimes we think that we know what lies just beneath the surface, but what gets revealed through this work often manages to surprise. When we listen with genuine curiosity, and unconditional acceptance, with no agenda but that, amazing things happen.

This process cuts right to the heart of the matter, and has become foundational in my coaching and counseling work with clients because of it’s efficiency and effectiveness.


The birth chart is a map of the psyche that lays out the internal landscape. It illustrates where there are karmically and genetically inbuilt places of dissonance and resonance, conflict and congruence.

In her book “Making the Gods Work for You”, astrologer Caroline W. Casey writes: “By speaking to the forces that dwell within us, we bring them to life. Neglected or slighted aspects of ourselves awaken from dormancy.” Caroline was referring to the art of astrology readings, but she could just as easily have been talking about Parts-Work.

Astrology and Parts-Work are natural adjuncts because one system lays out the parts (or selves), and the other provides a context for them to express, emote, dialogue and dance.


Ultimately, I offer all of this work in service to wholeness. When we can stretch ourselves to include everything that’s living within us, we can move from fragmentation into something far richer and more dynamic.

The intersection of both/and is a magical landscape of compassionate liberation.

I give thanks to my teacher in this work, Douglas Brady, M.Ed., a dedicated psychotherapist and healer who was gifted at holding unconditional acceptance for people to access, express, and reclaim parts of themselves that felt scary, shameful and unfamiliar. Douglas called his work The Psychology of Symptoms.

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From Wreckage to Redemption: Making Art at Ground Zero

I feel so fortunate to know people who are cultivating life at ground zero, who are going to where the land has been cleared so they can seed a new prayer. I am so grateful to those friends who are right now making art from the rubble in Nepal, revitalizing the landscape with color and hope, and fertilizing a new dream.

Sometimes we end up at ground zero. Sometimes collectively through an earthquake or an act of terror, sometimes personally through an illness or a loss, and sometimes we make the conscious choice to level the playing field and clear the land.

The questions in my heart, and the ones I have been nurturing with my coaching clients are:

  • Can we go to those places in a spirit of deep listening and make living art from the wreckage?
  • Can we dance on the ashes of what was and give birth to new life?
  • Can we revitalize and nurture where there is decay, and create something utterly new, hopeful and generative?
  • Can we allow the Self to compost and stand in faith and in awe as the new form emerges?

More and more I am working with my coaching and counseling clients using a “garden metaphor”. Exploring the cyclical, dirty, mysterious, growth-full terrain of the garden where we clear the land, plant new seeds, celebrate the harvest, and share the yield. This metaphor has been working me deeply, and it has been transformative for my clients as they orient to the necessity of letting go, beginning again, and harvesting what is truly ripe.

May we all learn to dance and paint and sing on the thresholds, where potency lives. May we plant goodness so that beauty fruits inside us and all around us. And may we extend our yield to those around us, cultivating generosity and nurturing seeds of Grace, so that we can truly begin again.

“Art grants us safe-passage by transforming grief into rededication to life and a more deeply loving heart.” ~Caroline W. Casey

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