Author: Ki McGraw

Over a lifetime of collecting tidbits of helpful ideas, I learned that making seven mistakes a day is a sign of growth. Instead of chastising myself when I make an error, I reframe it in this perspective. Evolving and changing requires a willingness to make mistakes and clean them up, apologizing and learning in the process.

This morning I made three mistakes already in posting. I must be growing a lot as it’s not even 8am yet. Four more to go….

How do you handle making mistakes? Can you apologize to others and yourself, forgiving the mistakes and learning the lessons? Ki to Happiness apologizes, forgives and learns.

Mom‘s birthday party made everyone laugh. Seattle hot dogs were a hit with roasted veggies. Mini cupcakes from award-winning Jilly’s gave tiny bites of celebration.

My brother and I reflected on our good times as we took out the trash after loading the dishwasher. He departs today as I resume private sessions at a distance. He’ll drive back through the dystopian, smoky air with plenty fresh memories of our times together.

How do you measure a good birthday party? What ingredients are necessary for success? Ki to Happiness measures the amount of laughter and smiles of those gathered as an indicator of success.

Celebrating my mom’s birthday, my brother drove us up from St. Louis. We were fully loaded with cupcakes, flowers, balloons, and gift baskets. Upon arrival, the package I had sent in advance I opened so I could present her birthday gift.

Just as we presented all these tokens to her, my good friend arrived with dinner for us all. We enjoyed each other‘s company and the festivities, concluding with just the right movie. Neither mom, nor our girlfriend had seen The Old Guard which puts aging and purpose in a higher light.

How do you honor the one who has given you life? What are the most appropriate ways to celebrate? Ki to Happiness honors and celebrates daily with texts and delights in having a chance to party with her in person.

Driving through the streets of my birthplace, a host of memories come back to me. Each has contributed to my totality in one way or another. I honor my past as I bring it into focus in the present.

The parochial school and Catholic Church I attended are about to become a B and B. Each turn of a corner brings up for me what used to stand in the place of the new developments. I cherish the movie that runs inside my mind of people and places no longer with us as I reflect with these people who are present, making new memories of new places along the way.

When’s the last time you had a trip down memory lane? Can you use the experience to self validate your recall independent of the people and places who were once there? Ki to Happiness self validates.

I safely landed at my destination, and got an easy pick up on the curb from my dear friends. We headed straight out to a concert where we had lawn seating. The wet grass and soft moist earth gave me the impetus to stand and dance.

Kicking off my shoes, I felt the refreshing grounding effect of being barefoot on the lawn. “Soothing, strengthening, cleansing and healing“ Chief Luther StandingBear calls this practice of the Sioux elders. I slept with dirty feet, continuing the grounding treatment.

How do you ground yourself? When’s the last time you kicked off your moccasins and danced on the good mother earth? Ki to Happiness grounds with spiritual practices of the Indigenous Ones.

“If you think you’re enlightened, visit your family for a week.” I chuckle as I reflect on this Ram Das quote. I’m doing my last minute packing for my upcoming trip for my mom‘s birthday where I’ll have another chance to check on my “enlightenment.”

I noticed a couple of items I placed in my luggage diminished my sense of enlightenment even before I depart. Like an anchor to a part of my past, releasing these items frees me up to sail onward toward my future. I no longer need “any port in a storm” and can be selective where I place my anchor.

When’s the last time you spent a week with your family? How enlightened did you feel well you were with them? Ki to Happiness lightens her luggage.

Yesterday I had a bit of a tight schedule. In addition to private sessions and classes, I had a dental appointment. I had concerns about the security of my E bike and couldn’t afford problems with the schedule.

I feel anxious about it in advance so I reached out for help. In addition to securing a safe location to park my bike, I prayed to St. Expiditus. Not only did the schedule run according to plan, but miracles happened along the way, which shows me evidence of divine intervention.

What do you do when you feel anxious? Who can you turn to for assistance? Ki to Happiness asks for help on the physical plane as well as in the spiritual realm.

Hatha Yoga Center will have a booth at the upcoming Maple leaf ice cream social. The event will take place at our nearby Reservoir Park at a time when I will not be able to be present. This has required organization and preparation.

Our team of six individuals will handle it well, as I let go of the reins. My task will be to support them from afar. After all these years of yoga practice, I still have not mastered bilocation, so instead I’m improving my ability to delegate.

Can you let go of the reins? How are your skills of preparing, organizing, and delegating? Ki to Happiness continues to improve skills and invites others to, too.

During my weekly call with my brother, I learned that he went over 100 hours without power in St. Louis. With 96° temperatures, high humidity, and working as an IT person, that meant total disruption. I feel for him, and my friends on Guam, who have had power only intermittently for the last 40 days since their last typhoon.

I’ve lived through three category five storms. The longest time I went without power was two months. During those times of powerlessness, I learned to rely on my Higher Power evermore completely.

How dependent is your happiness on infrastructure? How can you best prepare for the big storms of your life? Ki to Happiness depends on Higher Power.

Bob and I rode our E bikes down to that sweet garden so I could show him the secret nest. As we approached it, he realized his childhood home was but three blocks away. He shared memories of growing up in this neighborhood back in the 50s

When we returned home, he shared some other material that those memories brought up for him. I stayed open to his sharing with few questions or comments. It takes a long time to know someone well.

With whom do you share your memories? Can you wait for them to reciprocate? Ki to Happiness savors the sharing.