Lately, I’ve been feeling extremely blessed. I moved to an amazing city, I have a great job, and I’ve been traveling to sunny beaches and yoga retreat centers. But something didn’t seem right. There was a feeling inside of me—a sort of guilt—that kept popping up every time I thought about the gifts I’m being given at this time.

I was recently floating in the outdoor pool at a local hot springs resort when I heard a loud voice shouting,

“Honey, you will love this, it’s just like lemonade.”  I got curious who this voice belonged to and where this person found this delicious lemonade, so I opened my eyes and what I saw was an excited mom handing her young toddler, who was happy playing on the pool’s steps, a plastic cup of cucumber water.

As I write the first piece for this wonderful site, I find myself in a challenging place. A few weeks ago I had to leave the house I magically manifested more than a year ago, and around the same time two of my friendships collapsed, as well as my closest relationship. Having outgrown my old life without really knowing it, I was like an over-sized goldfish who then busted through her rose-colored glass bowl and watched in horror as the sharp little smithereens of her security floated away like so much flotsam and jetsam. Now I feel like a small fish in a pretty vast ocean, but luckily I am a creature of the deep…

Going with the flow isn’t about being passive or lazy. It’s not about just letting things happen “to you”. It’s not aimless wandering. It’s a co-creative act.

“The flow” is the ocean of cosmic intelligence. It’s the substance that carries the whole shebang. The flow is life energy itself.