Eagle vision reminds us to look at the big picture while focusing on the important details. For me, this means being clear about what I’m focusing on. I think I’ve been letting myself get too distracted. Like the eagle focuses on its prey, I want to focus on my prayer.

Here is a story in honor of the wearing of the green!

The other day I woke up with the song Let There Be Peace On Earth running through my mind. I love the next line, “Let it begin with me. ” That inspired me to share my favorite peace practice with you.

I sat down the other day, with the question of how to live my best life. In my ensuing meditation, I found myself in the Answer Room in the Heavenly Realms. There I met three wise men—a Q’ero shaman, a Tibetan monk, and a Celtic bard—who came to teach me.

I have been feeling pretty discouraged lately. Like nothing I have to say really matters. Like everything I do is wrong or pointless. Sigh. Hopefully this feeling is coming up to be seen and cleared and will move along soon.

How are you feeling? Yesterday when I woke up and saw the news of what had been going on in our nation's capitol, and then saw more and more pictures and reports, I was feeling a bit overwhelmed. I began binge eating my leftover holiday m&m's, until I remembered that I have better coping skills than that-lol!

It is important to have practices to keep us grounded to the Earth, connected to the Divine, and centered in our hearts. One of my favorite practices is this little morning ritual I have.

So, how have you been feeling lately? Whew, I have been exhausted. A friend recently admitted that she has been feeling too tired and overwhelmed to do the work of Spirit, and asked if I had ever felt that way as well. And I was so grateful that she had the courage to reach out to connect with me and express just what I was feeling too. I have been lying low, overwhelmed, exhausted, depleted, completely drained.

Last night I had a nightmare that had me screaming out loud in my sleep. In my dream I was in a small, dark room by myself when I felt the arrival of a menacing, heavy presence right behind me. It chilled me and whispered mean, threatening words to me. My body shook with fear as I screamed and tried to get away. But I couldn’t move.

I was given a new name about eight years ago in a dream. A healing name, for when I am ready to step into my power. I’ve tried a few times to use it, but it never felt quite right. I liked the sound of it—Mar-hay-la. I wondered what it meant.