There is a certain energy that rises the moment I walk into my family home. I feel the deeper grounding of this space and the peace held by the land itself. It carries a quiet strength that lives beneath the excitement of being with family and the anticipation of the holidays.

When you live among many trees during the brilliance of autumn, it’s easy to be captivated by the tall ones,  the maples and oaks whose crowns blaze in gold, crimson, and orange. Their beauty fills the sky, commanding your gaze, as if the forest itself is aflame with life.

This week, while nurturing my body and spirit at Kripalu, I was reminded that yoga is not simply a posture or a practice. It is a way of being.

In the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna teaches that the true yogi lives in balance, acts without attachment, and sees the same Divine essence in all beings.

Early one morning on my way to work, I noticed something extraordinary in the back of a pickup truck ahead of me. A wooden carving of an elder stood tall, flanked by an owl and a bear. Together they rode in the open air, glowing softly in the first light of day. For a moment, the ordinary road became sacred ground.

There comes a moment on the spiritual path when we stop trying to find our purpose and realize that we are already living it. This is the essence of Sovereignty, when destiny becomes you.

My husband and I recently made a commitment to digitize our family photographs. Six boxes filled with moments that hold our shared history. As I began the process, I found myself especially drawn to the pictures of my ancestors. Each image seemed to whisper a story, a memory, a presence.

When I was running my Clare-ity business, I received more than 50 testimonials, appeared on or hosted over 40 podcasts, wrote 4 books, and published many magazine articles. I even hosted Law of Attraction events for over a decade. And yet, despite all of this, I struggled to honor myself, not only as a spiritual teacher, life coach, and writing coach, but simply as me.

Early one morning at the Blue Shutters Inn in Gloucester, Ma., I gazed out my window over Good Harbor Beach and saw two bright lights above the dunes. At first, I thought they were UFOs.  My husband took out his planet app and we realized that we were witnessing the rare conjunction of Jupiter and Venus.