A humourous article looking at the way nature gives us support where we would least expect it...

Power Songs are oral prayers expressing your true self, your nature, your individuality, your power. All cultures have power songs but you can have your own power song too. We think of the power in a hymn or an African chant, a Shamanic ceremony song or even in the howling of wolf. And there is definite power in sound.

With the end of what seemed to be a never ending winter, we are now ready to start cleaning up around the house. We are anxious to lighten the load and get rid of unwanted junk. Some of it we get tired of or have outgrown. We either do one of three things, throw the stuff out, give it away or sell it because it still has some value. How much easier it is for us to clean up our property than it is to clean up our inner souls? When we get rid of this junk, we are that much richer for it. Sometimes we can't put a price on things that really matter. What is your freedom worth to you?

The bible tells a story about four men who sat at the entrance of the city's gate dying with leprosy, an incurable disease which causes terribly visible swelling and sores on the skin, only then to eat inward to the bones.

While we all suffer from anxiety to some extent and it soon passes and we get back on with our life, there are some that have that have their lives changed drastically due to anxiety or panic attacks. Where any subject to do with mental health was once taboo things have now changed and you have no need to worry that you will be classed as a “wacko” or that people will look at you oddly or treat you differently if you declare that you need help with anxiety or panic attacks.

Several of the people I've worked with recently have told me privately that they suffer from varying degrees of Social Anxiety Disorder. Treatment for each of them varies from no treatment to drug therapy and regular counseling. Since I've had my own challenges with Agoraphobia, Anxiety and Panic, I czn relate to what they're going through. No two people are alike, and no two experiences of these problems are the same.

In my travels day to day I notice that the majority of people I meet do not breathe with intention and ease. The labored breathing patterns of humans I have witnessed are not an isolated and random event. At the time of this awakening one knows such disconnection from our breath to be a phenomenon in an alarming pandemic pattern. The world at large seems to be holding our collective breath as if before some spiritual plunge.

In said state of skillful yielding an overwhelming joy comes upon you. If one trait above all others presents, (and it will) it is constant laughter. During times of stress freedom I have noticed that every thing becomes funny. The constant bombardment of thought becomes - funny; spilled milk funny; the sleepy egocentric unconscious reactions of others-riotous.

Do you procrastinate, worry about being a leader or doing a great job, dread giving presentations, or have insomnia from time to time?