• The Sound of Freedom

    Let me sit in silence Every little striving quelled by the sound of freedom Memories? Let’s delete ’em, we don’t need ’em. Let me be inspired by my heart’s desire when I got tired my brain rewired and my empire slowly crumbled As empires tend to do because peace is found only in the mind I hope this world is perfectly timed because then I’d be primed for what’s to come let me feel til I go numb–I don’t need to know everything

  • Growing Into Meditation

    According to Dictionary.com, stubborn is defined as “having or showing dogged determination not to change one’s attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so.” My name is Madeline Beauregard, and I am stubborn. As are most defining attributes, my stubbornness is both a virtue and a vice. I have the ability to narrow my focus and become incredibly determined to accomplish a particular goal. I am winningly convincing in arguments about which I am passionate. At my worst, I become remarkably intolerant and overly critical. Lastly and most profoundly, when my mother asks me to do something, I will not, under any circumstances, want to do it.

  • Lifes Path

    At 6:00 am on February 18th 2010, I walked out of my home in the mid-west. It was dark and frigid, three degrees to be exact. I nestled a few last belongings into every spare inch of my little green Corolla, blasted the heater and the mix CD I made for the road trip, and drove west into the icy tundra watching the sun rise in my rear view mirror. Three days later I arrived in sunny Los Angeles to begin the next chapter of the adventure we call life, as a Transcendental Meditation teacher with the David Lynch Foundation. This whole adventure actually started about a month before I was to graduate from college in 2010. I was in an airport in Texas when I received a phone call…

  • Ideababies

    I’ve found that the best way to be happily creative is to live in the flow of things. New ideas are wonderful; they inspire us, they get our butts in gear, and they put our hands to work. Without them, nothing new would ever happen! We’d be frozen in time, generation after generation… we’d still be monkeys.

  • An Invitation

    I learned TM because my mother made me do it. There are far more romantic and enlightened reasons for learning TM but that is my truth. She organized the class, paid the fee and took care of my two babies while I went off to find some peace. Frankly, I thought my mom was kinda pushy on the subject. And while I was admittedly curious, I probably never would have made it happen on my own. It just didn’t resonate at the time. Over the years, meditating became something I did cause my mama told me to. I innocently plodded along – awake, asleep, mediate, talk, walk, eat, awake. Sometimes it all felt the same — part of the routine of being alive.