“Is it possible that there are no coincidences?”


“People break down into two groups. When they experience something lucky, group number one sees it as more than luck, more than coincidence. They see it as a sign, evidence, that there is someone up there, watching out for them. Group number two sees it as just pure luck. Just a happy turn of chance. I’m sure the people in group number two are looking at those fourteen lights in a very suspicious way. For them, the situation is a fifty-fifty. Could be bad, could be good. But deep down, they feel that whatever happens, they’re on their own. And that fills them with fear. Yeah, there are those people. But there’s a whole lot of people in group number one. When they see those fourteen lights, they’re looking at a miracle. And deep down, they feel that whatever’s going to happen, there will be someone there to help them. And that fills them with hope. See what you have to ask yourself is what kind of person are you? Are you the kind that sees signs, that sees miracles? Or do you believe that people just get lucky? Or, look at the question this way: Is it possible that there are no coincidences?”

This is a quote said by Graham Hess (played by Mel Gibson) in a scene from M. Night Shyamalan’s Signs. This is one of my favorite movies, not only because it references so much of Hitchcock’s style of filmmaking, but also because it focuses on a question that has been pestering me for most of my adolescent and adult life.

As a child, I would unquestionably put myself in group one. I seemed more in touch with the magic of possibility. I loved the mystery of things like that. I felt, deep in my bones, the thrill of believing that things always happened for a reason. It just made sense to me. But as I got older, I focused more on developing my logical brain, focused more on reason, and tried to navigate the tempestuous waters of adolescence. I still maintained some of my whimsy, but I was observant enough to know when to rein that in and when to let it loose. I adjusted.

In college I developed my intellect even further, but not so much my faith. By the time I graduated college I was solidly in group number two, battered down a bit more by life’s disappointments, lowering my expectations for what life had to offer me as a way to protect myself. And I really had to be put through the ringer before I could start to see that existing in group two really just kept running me into a dead end.

Things are the way things are, no matter how I choose to look at them. So it’s come down to the fact that being the kind of person in group one is just a more freeing, more exciting, more fulfilling way of living life. The logical side of my brain is still skeptical, still afraid of what it can’t rationalize. But I’m learning that I don’t always need to understand, I just need to trust.


Gratitude and Desire


Why does it never feel like quite enough? Enough money, enough connection, enough time, enough energy?

If we would only trust, we would see that it’s always exactly enough, perfectly enough, more than enough. Perhaps our feelings of “lacking” are always directly proportionate to that which we’re not fully feeling grateful for.

When you do try to practice gratitude though, it’s more than just acknowledging what you have and thinking, “Yeah, I have this, and it’s great, but…” You’ve got to let that gratitude infiltrate every cell in your body. Really let it in. Yes, I know that everyone tells you to feel more gratitude. You’re probably sick of it. But don’t confuse this with the idea that you have to stop desiring more. If we were perfectly content with the flawed and messy status quo, we’d never create, we’d never fight against injustice, and we’d never try new things.

Learn how to let deep gratitude and deep desire exist within you simultaneously. They’re not mutually exclusive. But feeling deep desire for something is different than feeling an anxious need to possess something. That feeling is born out of doubt, fear, and anxiety whereas deep desire is born out of a pure place in your heart. Don’t feel guilty about your desires. Instead of saying, “I have this, but I’d like more of this,” try saying, “I have this, and I’d like more of this.” “But” negates. “And” allows.

Take action when needed to get to where you want to be, but then trust that it’s enough, that it’s always enough. Hold both the gratitude for what is and the desire for what could be in a deep and holy place within you. They’re not at war; they’re building together.

Love Manifest


Dear heart, you’re still strange to me. Still unknown.

But I hope you can feel that magnetic tug as you beat against your ribcage. I can feel it here inside. The vacuum it creates when it leans forward.

Come and find me. In finding yourself, in trusting all the things that you already are and always have been,

Come and find me in your truth. I will meet you there in mine. We will light a bright and burning fire there to illuminate every corner of our convoluted souls.

And you will see me in my wholeness and I will see you in yours. We will be electric.

I love you. I already do.

Water’s Promise


In the properties of water

Lie the chance of transformation

Without the loss of identity.

Earth to sky, sky to earth.

Caught in its perpetual cycle, it returns to us

Like a promise in unexpected forms.


It rises away then falls again,

Pooling in our lakes resting gently before us.

Without the churning of ocean currents,

A lake has learned the quiet patience

Of this promise. It remains rooted to the earth

Like the trees that line its shores.

Liquid Nature


I’ve always asked myself, “Am I strong enough?”
I often come off as the little, blonde, sweet one.
Never hurt a fly. Do as you are told.
One day I finally knew that my strength is not steely or loud or large.

My strength is water.

Flexible, flowing, unfettered. Steady, persistant, gently eroding.
A quiet, nourishing rain or a torrent of rageful, storming weather.
I’m a trickling, pensive stream and a tidal wave of love.
Don’t be fooled by my liquid nature, water carves rock.

Shine Your Light


It’s messy. It’s up and it’s down. But when you feel yourself returning to yourself, the self you knew when you were a carefree child, but also a new version of yourself that you’ve never known, that is discovery. That is joy and aliveness and peace.

I believe that we will be many versions of ourselves in this lifetime. That’s the way it is. But in every iteration of yourself keep that spark that is uniquely you. Truly, let it shine. Don’t let that old bushel they talk about it in the songs hide your light. Because it’s so important. That light that you shine in the world is the very essence of truth and goodness. It’s your little bit of divinity. And when the meaning of life seems so hard to extract from this pain of existence, that light is always there in you trying to beam through the fog, to show you the way to the shores of your truth. I hardly believe it myself most days, but you are good and you have goodness to give to the world, and despite the slog that life is most of the time, I am so overwhelmed by the amazing goodness that is also waiting to be experienced. It’s there. I promise you.