Dorothy in “The Wizard of Oz” was determined to find help so she followed the yellow brick road to make it to Oz and to find the wizard who could help her get home. Or so she thought. What she discovered was that she had the power to get home all along. She was unaware of her own ability to get where she needed to go.

I used to worry that no one would marry me if they saw my scar. I covered up the scar, as best I could, at first. I am now a woman who has walked the earth for many more years scarred, than un-scarred. I hide it no longer.

Fear limits our vision. It freezes us. It keeps us living small, safe, yet anxious lives. When we cast fear aside however, we become open to the possibilities of exhilaration and a new level of living.

I’m happy that I made it through. Admittedly, it hit me like a Mack truck. And I’m usually healthy as a horse. But I have no regrets.

There have been days when I’ve broken down and sobbed because of all that’s going down. But there are still ways in which we can bless the year that has brought us pain.

Emails don’t create this kind of awe and wonder. The four walls around us inspire no amount of surprise or joy. We can re-enter childlike awe by simply taking the time to get outside and observe, and even participate in it.

I had always suspected that there was more to my adventuring than my conscious mind could comprehend. Now I saw the truth of it.

Every time I breathe like this, I feel my cortisol levels lower and my parasympathetic nervous system kicks in. It’s a relief.

The moment Mike said “I am not a biohazard” a lightbulb went on. That statement points to the crux of the problem with our current restrictions. They lead us to fear one another.

The moment Mike said “I am not a biohazard” a lightbulb went on. That statement points to the crux of the problem with our current restrictions. They lead us to fear one another.

There have been days when I’ve broken down and sobbed because of all that’s going down. But there are still ways in which we can bless the year that has brought us pain.

The week we performed an “all Beatles” set, it really clicked: the Beatles have just the prescription we need for this stretch of 2020.

Will avoiding the virus really save lives? I’m not a virologist, so I can’t say with certainty. But common sense tells me that we can’t hide from it forever.

The idea of wearing my birthday suit outdoors is surprisingly appealing to me. I suspect it’s because of all that I’ve learned about the power of the sun and how to harness it for our health.

Why does it seem that we’re forever chasing sleep and never quite catching it?

Flying messes with everybody. Wifi all around. Re-circulated toxic air. Atmospheric radiation. Short of resorting to Laura Ingalls Wilder-esque transportation, what can we do?

Your best self is happy, healthy, brimming with good will and energy. I want to help you get there.

Much needs to be done before I board that plane to Melbourne in September. Here’s what motivates me to press on!

I feel like I have boundless energy & that my body can do whatever I ask of it. I do feel very Benjamin Button-esque.