Looking for evidence
It’s a human tendency to look for evidence that supports our beliefs. Sometimes this happens naturally. When we hold a certain belief, we’re tuned into that frequency and readily notice information and situations that support our way of thinking.Other times, we may be guided by our inner critic. If, for instance, we believe we are stupid, we look for our mistakes, our faulty decision-making, our inability to think or reason. When we find evidence, it further entrenches our belief. And we know that energy flows where we put our...
Changing our perspective by altering a habit
Steinke Basin is one of my favorite places to walk. It’s an old friend – we’ve been together through so many seasons and so many years, we know each other intimately. Every inch of the trail is stored in my heart, and favorite memories fill my being. I know what’s around the corner and on the other side of the rise. I know where the best sitting rocks are located and where to watch for bottle gentian in the fall.Each time I walk, I take the past experiences with me. This is the meadow where a snake often slithers...
When our energy affects our pets
We share much more than just living space with the animal companions residing in our homes. Pets instinctively read energy, so they frequently tune into our moods and emotions.My cat Mollie tends to be skittish and high-strung. She often becomes affected by my energy. When I notice she seems particularly nervous, it cues me to look inward and relieve my own level of nervousness. (See A story of mirroring.) This summer, it wasn’t a coincidence that we both worked to heal urinary tract issues at the same time.My increased travels home to...
Energy never lies
Three commonplace scenarios:· You notice a coworker’s energy seems off. They appear tired and slightly sluggish, like they might be coming down with a cold. You ask them how they are feeling, and they say, “Just fine.” Do you believe them?· You run into an old friend you haven’t seen in years while out doing errands. It’s really good to see them again, and you realize you want to rekindle the friendship. You ask them if they’d like to...
An ode to cranes
Driving back to Wisconsin last week, I saw a group of seven whooping cranes in a marshy field along the interstate. Whooping cranes in the wild are extremely rare, so I felt gifted by this experience.I have loved cranes ever since moving to Wisconsin and first noticing the gangly, odd-looking birds in fields. The state is home to large numbers of sandhill cranes, the far more common cousin of the whooping crane. For several years, my commute from Baraboo to Dodgeville took me along the Wisconsin River, prime crane habitat. My day always felt...