37 days.

I just realized last night that the time frame between John’s cancer diagnosis and his upcoming surgery is… 37...

a dream of rebirth : stage one

Here is my Facebook status from yesterday afternoon: Never have I been so happy to see these two words in such close proximity: “stage” and “one.” Surgery soon. As I mentioned on 3x3x365 today, it might have been otherwise. I am so fully aware of that. John’s surgery will be on September 5th. Yesterday afternoon on the way home from hearing this news from the surgeon, we stopped at the post office to pick up our mail. And this gorgeous piece of art was there, waiting for us. The artist is a new friend of mine on Facebook named Gene-Manuel. He wrote that the title of the artwork is A Dream of Rebirth: “The dragonfly and butterfly are symbols of rebirth after a period of transition. They stand for our power to rise to the occasion and are also symbols of survival.” Oh, how gorgeous. I wish you could see it in person. It is breathtaking. Thank you for providing such a beautiful memento of this special day, Gene-Manuel. We may subtitle this piece “Stage One.” What will we do with our rebirth? What will you do with yours? Love, Here is the full...

closing registration for Project 137

  UPDATE: The last of the 1,000 tickets sold out in an hour last night. If you want info should seats open up, please join the wait list here. There is something amazing happening in Project 137. I hardly know how to describe it. Perhaps it is the magic of wholehearted people meeting each other. Something. Something is up. There is wisdom and power in it, that much is clear after only 5 days. There are 880 people in Project 137 so far. I’ve decided to close registration this coming Sunday or when we reach 1,000 people, whichever comes first. So, 120 spaces remain and are disappearing at a rate of 100 a day. If you are interested in heightening your mindfulness, clearing ground, and doing so in community, please join us. Information is here....

community, a structure of belonging.

This outpouring of love is like nothing I’ve known. Henri Nouwen has written that “Community is not a talent show in which we dazzle the world with our combined gifts. Community is the place where our shared poverty is acknowledged and accepted, not as something we have to learn to cope with as best as we can but as a true source of new life.” This is Community. Yes. Oh, yes. A structure of belonging. There are hardly words to express my thanks to everyone involved–so many people have shared this, so many people we know and don’t know have given. People have made and sold their art for us. They have opened lemonade stands. And created Team Brilliant t-shirts. So many fairies and unicorns and love. It is such a sign of hope in a world of pain that we take care of each other, still. Today, I sat weeping as an anonymous donor contributed $25,000. This community had been watching for that moment, because if the donations reached $50,000, this donation would be made by someone known only as The Unicorn. And seeing this community watch for that moment when The Unicorn would appear was, on a different scale only in terms of distance, like watching the first moon landing when I was a kid–a shared experience across many borders. For now, I am practicing something that is very, very hard for me: accepting the help of others. And allowing that giving to be transformational, not transactional. I love this note my friend Jodi Cohen left for me on Facebook after watching this video: “thinking of you,...

holy macaroni. something is happening.

Over 700 people are participating in Project 137, a learning community I’m hosting to love well, live fully, let go deeply, and make a difference. Here’s why I’m doing it. I hope you’ll join us. Every day is day one, so it’s never too late to start. The power of this Project 137 community is deep, honest, true. We are living fully, and mindfully. That is powerful....