Author: Debbie Lynn

The Courage to Trust (& a Little Pixie Dust).

  By Debbie Lynn   “All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.” ― J.M. Barrie It is said that trust is earned. But I believe trust is instinctual—jasmine—and is twisted into an emotional life that we react to. We create (in our minds eye) what trust looks like in the people, places and the things we know and love, and that “trust” is a truth that needs a home base in our heart; it just does. A place to have all things “trustable” measured. But we are human and we all hold expectations that all...

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It is Love?

  By Debbie Lynn Oh that feeling—that lusty, wild, bat-shit crazy feeling. Is it love…or not? With all its veracity, emotional love envelopes our being (mind/body and soul). It is a rush of newness, excitement and confusion but how do we discern if it is true, real and lasting, especially if we are not completely clear about our past and what we may have left behind. It is hard to say but often, it goes like this: The Signs We drop all our sensibility, our dignity and virtual reality when we are in this state of bliss. We run...

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The Heavy Metal Buddhist.

  By Debbie Lynn 1983 I had just moved into my new apartment—LA style (or I really should say, “L.A. no-style”). I was broke with no furniture except for a few plants, my stereo, over 300 LPs and my leather jacket. Five bucks would get me a couple packs of cigarettes, a can of Dinty Moore stew and a loaf of bread that would last almost a week. Life was good. One very early morning Saturday morning after a drunken night on the Sunset Strip, I was awoken to the sound of bells and chanting. It was coming from...

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Gratitude for the Pain.

  By Debbie Lynn They (whoever “they” are) say our disturbances are all divine, but when we are in the thick of a nasty situation there is nothing divine about it. And the last thing we are thinking about is thanking the atrocity for giving us a life lesson. Enter blame, resentment and a plethora of other emotions that come in with the disturbances. They stack up like bricks when life is bending us over and kicking our asses. Here is how I turned the negativity around. In 2001, my world collapsed. In desperation, I sought out help. This...

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Your Story is Where You Meet Your Self.

  By Debbie Lynn The content of our life, the blood we’ve shed, and the tears of joy or sadness—this is our story. It is who we have been, who we will be, and who we are right now. Tell it like it is or let it go. Our self-story is the moment-by-moment way of being honest with ourselves—taking a few chances, but not making our stuff overly dramatic and hopelessly romantic. It’s about learning to keep it real for the sake of our soul. And over the years our story morphs (or might even disappear) but the one thing...

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