Author Archives: kristinshepherd
On kids and their instincts
My dog and i were out for a walk the other morning on trails behind our house. To set a relevant context, I’ll tell you that dogs run free on those trails and that my dog, though poorly trained and … Continue reading
‘Tis The Season
“Are you ready for Christmas?” What the hell does that mean? What a season. Sure, we sing Christmas tunes. And things sparkle. For the religious, there’s the whole Jesus thing, which is probably satisfying. But. Over twenty years in a … Continue reading
Light Passing Through
“You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.” This is Steve Jobs, of course. During meditation, if we’re fortunate, we experience a kind of life-altering nakedness that permanently affects our perspective about what we are … Continue reading
Truth is an Inside Job
The other day I mentioned that meditation is a fantastic way of detaching from the opinions (often called truths) of those around us: family, church, work, media, health care, and peers. At a family reunion on the weekend, I saw … Continue reading
In Praise of Losing Your Head
In designing-your-ideal-life circles, coaches love to ask this: What do you love that makes you lose complete track of time? Maybe you lose track of time brushing your teeth. I don’t know. But having wasted great chunks of my life … Continue reading
Why Meditate? Got a Grudge?
I had a grudge going this week. Full-out, personal, justified, thorny, supported by anyone to whom i presented my case, consuming, blood-pressure-raising, unattractive yet perversely seductive, impossible to let go, and exhausting. That’s one truth. Here’s another. I know that … Continue reading
Everything I Need to Know I Learn from Theatre
We’re in the middle of rehearsals for a play called “Talking With…” I wish you could be here with us, because the learning is fantastic. Here are today’s “lessons to self”. (One of the beautiful things about theatre is that … Continue reading
Who Are You?
I was at a funeral on the weekend. A very charming, intelligent friend of my lovely man took off the tight shoe sometime last week after a full 82 years. Here’s what whacked me: His body was there. It’s been … Continue reading
Why Meditate? To Go to the Well
I wake up with a circus in my head. Forgot to call the sound guy yesterday (theatre), have to start practicing with the snake (theatre), lots to do today including a conversation I’d rather not have (theatre), worried about one … Continue reading