We all know how it goes. One minute you’re sitting there working…and flash forward 5 hours later… And there you sit, hunched over the keyboard or craning your neck like a turtle over the phone, the cool glowing screen painting your face like Halloween (yeah, the sun set at some point) and on and on… The…
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Now you know that’s gotta be a trick question.It’s pretty difficult to become aware in your dreams and keep experiencing them. Most times, you’ll come back to your waking life when you notice you’re having a dream.But what happens when you slowly, rhythmically, habitually fall asleep to what’s going on in your daily life?It happens…
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Hi there-I trust you’re doing well, enjoying life, and at least taking a few moments to yourself each day to detense your muscles, shrug off stress, and take some actions toward getting what really satisfies you.If not, you’re in luck.Now, about that overcoming fears and phobias thing…No matter how huge and powerful the fear, or…
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Did I ever tell you about the time I hopped a train from Eugene, Oregon down to Roseville, California?It wasn’t an Amtrak, in case you’re wondering.No. It was a mile-long coal-powered beast of a freight train barreling along the tracks.I didn’t run and catch it like they show in the movies. (That shit’s WAY more…
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Ever get the feeling there’s more to it?Like you might have missed something?That feeling of dread creeping up through your chest, turning into a lump in your throat, and hot flashes across your face…when you realize you’re the only one who didn’t know! (But how could you have known? Even if it’s so obvious after…
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That’s what I thought after the first time I ever did a full Radical Undoing session.
I must be having a heart attack. I never knew it could feel like this. I never knew it was possible to feel this much life coursing through my body!
That’s what kept running through my head in that cold room in Buffalo, Wyoming 90 minutes after deciding to do a simple “meditation experiment” I’d been meaning to try.
Holy goddamn fuckin shit, was that an experiment! More like an adventure! I forced my small, hardback Moleskine journal open with one fist, and wrote with a pen jammed into the clasped fingers of my other hand.
Buzzing and tingling radiated throughout every inch of my skin and body. I literally thought I could be dying, I was so unfamiliar with that much intense aliveness.
“Dinner’s ready!”
I was at my partner’s parents’ house for Christmas vacation, and the dinner bell rang in the middle of the most intense