Author Archives: Savannah Hanson

In awe of nature’s details

Tripping out on beauty. A zillion flowers with so many details, the crystal prism shimmering in the morning light. How much I used to miss when I wasn’t present. The Continue Reading →

On weight and creating: Last night I dreamt my stomach was completely flat. I woke up surprised it wasn’t yet. But I understand. I know that I seemingly needed the Continue Reading →

I read a post about someone choosing to do random acts of kindness for the number of days equaling the number of years that will be reflected on the next Continue Reading →

Just got to say that to stay present and not try to fix, change, advise when a loved one is in deep suffering is one of the hardest things this Continue Reading →

Was it the power of the eclipse? Who knows. All I know is it feels like a vast New Horizon to say goodbye to suffering as the route to liberation. Continue Reading →

I just met a lovely lady who told me this from Frank Anderson of internal family systems. As best as I remember it it goes something like this. Trauma blocks Continue Reading →

I have had the great good fortune to have very few people in my life judge me. Only one relative judged me rather incessantly. Yet I find perhaps my deepest Continue Reading →

Had the phone with because I needed to actually pay attention to time which I seem to find increasingly surreal. No glasses but still a lot are in focus yahoo. Continue Reading →

In the now I’m noticing that listening to judgments without taking them personally, how can I have anything but compassion? Once I stopped imbibing the poison, this heart can stay Continue Reading →