It’s time to spin love out of the threads of chaos.

“We all collapse a little; may it be toward each other.” — Richard Kenney unknown

I was going to blog this morning. Instead I went for a walk to look for God. I decided instead to run this excerpt from my new book.

Every time there’s a new mass shooting, I want to run to the bathroom, to vomit, to beat my fists against something hard and unyielding.

How could my country, the one I pledged allegiance to every morning for six years of grade school, have come to this?

Even though there is life to be lived today—this book to write, cookies to order for my finals-taking daughter—I feel drawn to these tragedies. I’m temped to sit comatose by the television set, watch the horror, and shake my head.

Yet, the squirrels still scamper up the tree to their nests, dutifully gathering acorns for the coming winter. They gather as loud humans barge in and out the door that’s only feet from their measly food supply. They gather even though a huge storm last year sent their nest crashing to the ground below. They gather even though death is imminent and life can be cruel.

A part of me wants to hide, to take my daughter and flee to New Zealand, where her dad owns a winery and, presumably, a more peaceful existence.
But it’s not a time to run away or to sit numb, helplessly devouring all the details.

It’s a time to act, a time to create. A time for making peace out of chaos, a time for spinning love out of the threads of incomprehension.

It’s easy for me to think, How can I, one insignificant person from Kansas, stop a groundswell?

But that’s me forgetting who I am.

I am a creator, made in the image and likeness of the Great Creator.
And I am not insignificant.

If nothing else, I can write about what these massacres mean to me. I know nothing about Sandy Hook, really. Other than a short stint at a breathing program in nearby Washington, Connecticut, I have no real ties to this little town.

Yet, the story is also about me. It’s about my anger, the many times I wanted revenge when someone rejected me. It’s about the times I lashed out when someone said good-bye or you’re not what I’m looking for.

It’s about the unhealed places in all our hearts, those wounds that make us want to hit someone back.

Why do we want to strike out? Because we feel powerless. Because we have forgotten who we are. We have forgotten that the life force of the Creator thrums through our very veins.

It’s easy to forget in this culture of convenience. No longer do we make our own bread, sing our own songs, dance our own jigs. No longer do we create much of anything. Too often we even forget that we can. The very thing that joins us to our Creator lies dormant.

And in this forgetting, we lose our footing. Picasso said that when he realized painting was a way to give form to his terrors and his desires, he knew he had found his way.

The boy who killed at Sandy Hook had not yet found his way. He conned himself into believing he was insignificant. He didn’t know that the life force of the entire universe pulsed through his body. He hadn’t yet come to appreciate the sacredness of each moment.

He didn’t know he could have screamed his rage and rejection into a song. He
didn’t know he could have danced his anger into a profound acceptance.
If only he had known.

It’s too late for him. But it’s not too late for us, all just as guilty of anger and rage as the killers we point fingers at.

You are powerful. You can create the answers to the horrors that confront our country, those things that make us want to throw up our hands, flee to foreign countries.

Inside you is a stage play that will inspire someone to forgive. Inside you is a painting or a story that can turn fear into hope, horror into peace. Even if it’s peace in one person’s heart, it is enough.

As Henry Miller once asked, “Where in this broad land is the holy of holies hidden?”

It’s in the squirrels still gathering their acorns. It’s in you.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Another pair of miracles from the annals of magic and enchantment

“The world is throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people.”–Henry Miller

IMG_7865As you know if you’ve been attending this party for any time at all, I hear about miracles every day. Readers write me with their “You’re never going to believe this” stories.

Here are two that recently tickled my fancy:

1. “So I asked the Universe, the “Dude,” to send me a clear, indisputable sign that It exists and It has my back in the next 48 hours. In response, I received a rainbow over the back of my farm. I’m a lawyer. A rainbow isn’t indisputable. I’ve seen a bazillion in my short 50 years; so, while it was amazing and beautiful, it wasn’t enough to convince me. Noah got a rainbow… now THAT was something – for Noah, not for me. Try again.

“So, the Universe, just to be clear, sent me a sign I could not deny.

“I love foxes. I have been a fox hunter for almost 14 years. (No. We don’t kill foxes. We find them, chase them with hounds, and revel at their incredible intelligence!) I love everything about them, from their genus and species (Vulpes Vulpes) to their unbelievable cunning.

“There is a fox that lives at Bourbon Spring Farm, where I live in an apartment in the barn. I call him the Colonel, after Col. E. H. Taylor, the best bourbon on the planet. He is long and lanky, and BOLD, stopping at the barn some days to groom himself while I marvel at his elegance.

“I was awakened one morning, some time between 3 AM and 5:30, to an odd sound outside my window. The Colonel was barking furiously! If you have ever heard a fox bark, you know it sounds similar to a short, hoarse screaming yell. The Colonel barked for quite some time, clearly telling someone SOMEthing. Then I heard his barks move farther away from the barn toward his home in the woods until I could hear it no more.

Okay, so I wanted a clear, undeniable sign that the Universe is out there and has my back, and I got it. In all my years of seeing foxes – and I have been near many foxes, I have never heard one speak until that day. I have no idea what upset the Colonel so that morning, but having heard him speak so clearly and so closely, I think I can now move back into the other E Squared experiments with the belief that what I ask for WILL manifest.

2. “I got E3 last year before a vacation in Tuscany with my partner and two more couples. We rented a house for a week in a tiny town called Volpaia. Very relaxed, I decided to try to come across the 8 or 9 things you proposed in an exercise. I remember it was number 222, a ball, someone with a funny hat, a song from my teenage years, etc.

“I gave it a week, amused but not with great expectations.

“First thing that happened was while we were deciding which road to take to another town. The narrow roads in Tuscany are very difficult, with very few signs. There was a lot of discussion in the car for quite a long time about which one to take. I was not involved in the discussion until finally I asked for the map (GPS was not an option). First thing I saw was that the most convenient road was number 222. I started to laugh and nobody understood why.

“The ball (I asked to see a ball in an unexpected place) appeared during a long walk between olive trees, far from the village. I fell that something had hit my foot and I saw a tennis ball. When I asked where it had come from, one of my friends said that he had almost stepped on it and felt like throwing it to me.

“Same day, a sign in German (language that I studied for 3 years and gave up) in a car plate which said something like “you are going to have a great day today”. A baby gave me a terrific smile and the last day in Florence I saw a marathon guy with an extremely high, sequel brilliant and extravagant hat, who ran past the sidewalk café where I was waiting for our new rental car. In the middle of the week, just as if I were in a very special state of mind and spirit, I had 3 wonderful and absolutely strange experiences.”

Thanks, my friends, for all your beautiful comments, your unending support. Now go out there and have the best weekend of your life.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Interesting jobs are the ones you make up

“Without you, the rest of us are without a source of many wonderful things.”—Leo Buscagliadream-job

I heard an interview yesterday with Muhammad Yunus, the Bangladeshi Nobel prize winner who founded Grameen Bank.

Like me, he’s on a mission to overturn the dominant paradigm. The current economic model suggests that ambitious, talented people should go to college and then look for a job. With degree in hand, they should find a slot to fill within the existing structure.

But as Yunus whose bank gives out microloans points out, squeezing yourself into a slot is a limited ambition. By virtue of being human, you are innately creative. It’s in your DNA to be a go-getter, a problem solver. Fitting into a big machine will never be as interesting and satisfying as creating your own job.

Our culture, in case you haven’t noticed, is in the process of being rearranged. Thanks to the democratization of digital technology, anyone who wants to can create their own job. The tools are now available for all of us to be innovators, artists, inventors, entrepreneurs.

We live in a time when one person writing at the coffee shop can reach millions. We live in an era when anyone who wants can gain leverage and create a platform.

As Yusuf says, “All people are smart people. Being from a special business school doesn’t make you any smarter than anyone else.”

Right now, without securing another degree or taking another workshop, you have all the tools, all the resources you could ever need to create an insanely meaningful, productive and prosperous life.

Because here’s the thing. The world as we know it is toast. Nearly everything we counted on, invested in, believed in is, for all practical purposes, grinding to a halt. That’s why we’re seeing such dysfunction in the political realm. People who benefited from the old model are trying desperately to hang on in our rapidly changing world.

The old life plan (go to college, get a job) worked for a long time. It created jobs and wealth and lifted people out of poverty. But turns out, the American Dream, a term coined by Fannie Mae to convince two-income, post-World War II families to take out mortgages, has a Dr. Jekyll lurking in the back closet.

The only way to keep the old system chugging along is rampant consumerism. And besides, working really hard at someone else’s agenda will never satisfy our deepest needs.

But giving of our gifts will.

Any donkey can tear down a barn. But how many of us are willing to build a new barn, create a new world, an entrepreneurial world that works for all of us?

To echo the quote from Leo Buscaglia with which I began this post, your visions, your gifts, your creativity is sorely needed. I beg of you, please don’t deprive the rest of us of your unique vision.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

What to do with the ongoing antics of your mind

“You’ll be fine. Feeling unsure and lost is part of the path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time.” ― Louis C.K.mqdefault

I just had an amazing session with Martha Creek. She’s a teacher, a spiritual life coach and a beautiful human being. She asked me to speak at next week’s Affiliated New Thought conference. Which is a really cool honor except for one tiny little thing.

It terrifies me. For the last week, I’ve been fretting about it, procrastinating the preparations and well, feeling like I would do everyone an enormous favor if I just backed out, ran away, canceled this commitment I made many months ago.

In other words, as Martha so generously pointed out, I’ve been having normal human thoughts.

Our brains churn up thoughts. It’s what brains do. By some estimates, the average human mind regurgitates 60,000 to 90,000 thoughts per day.

As Martha reminded me, it’s the mind’s operating system. It’s reality. The war begins when we pluck a particular thought out of the normal litany and declare it to be “a problem.”

It’s when we set up a framework of good and bad that the stress begins. Having fear is the most normal thing in the world. As Elizabeth Gilbert once said, “I know fear’s social security number and its mother’s maiden name.”

When we make a thought wrong (say, my particular thought that I’m not worthy to speak to all these New Thought gurus) is when it owns us.

What if it’s okay to have fear? What if I didn’t make myself wrong for having these thoughts? What if I simply recognized that there’s nothing bad or unnatural going on here?

Fear is a pretty standard 45 in the jukebox of every human mind. As Martha reminded me, I can always put a period at the end of those thoughts. I’m afraid. Period. I think I can’t speak. Period.

It’s only when I start adding humiliating extra clauses (I’m afraid and that means there’s something wrong with me, I’m panicking and that means I’m inferior, I’m terrified and that means I should just run away) that it grows into an insurmountable thorn bush.

So thank you, Martha Creek and thank you to my perfectly normal, enterprising little mind for delivering the perfect intel at the perfect time.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Every moment offers a multiple choice of perceptions. Choose wonderment.

“Life is not a roll of the dice. It is a result of what conscious awareness we find ourselves living out from. We can make a deliberate choice to shift our perception from this atmosphere of sickness and sorrow and live out from a higher principle.”–Michele Longo-O’Donnell

Elizabeth Gilbert had the words “stubborn gladness” tattooed on her arm. It’s from her favorite poem by Jack Gilbert. In the poem, “A Brief for the Defense,” he writes, “We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.”

I think about stubborn gladness a lot. It defies the chasm so many of us believe—that you are either A) a realist who can’t help but notice the world is going to you-know-where in a you-know-what or 2) you’re a naïve Pollyanna who turns a blind eye to the world’s suffering.

The middle way, that Gilbert embraces, is to find joy even when……. even though….

The stubborn gladness worldview is being committed to finding the wonder amidst the chaos, amidst the terror.

A few years ago, a member of the Canadian Olympic dressage team came to a workshop I gave in British Columbia. I was spouting my normal controversial belief that joy is always possible, that finding it in every situation is one of the greatest gifts we can give our fellow humans. Some of the workshop participants weren’t so sure. But what about this? What about that?

So the Canadian Olympian told this story from her childhood. Her father worked for an international corporation. When the family was in the Philippines, they had a housekeeper who loved life with a deep and abiding joy. She found astonishment in everything. Her unabashed contentment and happiness was a continual source of inspiration to the wealthy family who employed her.

One day, a tsunami or earthquake or typhoon (sorry, I don’t remember the exact natural disaster) struck. The wealthy family fretted after hearing that their housekeeper’s family home had been swept away, had been completely obliterated in the storm. When she showed up for work the next week, they tiptoed around, wondering how they could help. They wanted to know how she and her family were faring. They fully expected her to be morose, to have lost her unbridled enthusiasm for the beauty of each moment.

“Oh, we are having so much fun,” she said. “My whole family, including all the aunts and uncles and cousins are living together in the basement of a church. It has been so fantastic all of us being together.”

Say what?

How was this even possible? How could she find joy in what most of us would rate as one of the top worst things that could ever happen.

Stubborn gladness, my friends, is an internal decision. No question that life sometimes throws curveballs. But it’s still up to us to cultivate joy and find the wonderment that, like air, always surrounds us.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Is your spiritual catcher’s mitt on?

“Art and music are two of the most powerful healing forces in the universe. I mean, have you ever gone to a museum and stood in front of a Vermeer and just had tears roll down your cheeks? That doesn’t happen when people stand in front of First National Bank.”—Rosanne Cash

quotes-creativity-robert-bresson-949x534Readers who love my law of attraction books seem surprised. Why are you writing about creativity?

Here’s the short answer. To practice creativity is to tap into the energy that underpins the entire world. There’s something mystical at the center of art.

Roseanne Cash once told an interviewer that she doesn’t write songs so much as she catches them. She even joked that if she didn’t have her catcher’s mitt ready, Lucinda Williams, another amazing songwriter, might just snag one of her songs.

And that’s really what my new book, Art & Soul, Reloaded, is about. It’s about getting ourselves ready to field the Divine. About listening for songs, stories and inspiration that will right the listing ship.

I’m uninterested in catching material stuff. I have more than I could ever need. Instead, I want to catch big, generous, buoyant ideas.

And that’s why I’m currently blogging every day. I’m out here in left field with my catcher’s mitt on, snagging ideas.

I’m faithfully here, looking towards the light, waiting for my next assignment.

I also want to share a couple photos from people who have taken to heart my Zumba for the Soul assignment to find an outrageous outfit at a thrift store.

It’s becoming a thing.



I’d love to see your photos. Post them here or on FB or Instagram.

It’s an effective rehearsal for Life Rule #62: Quit taking yourself so seriously.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Are you spreading wisdom? Or woe?

“The universe is being healed. Don’t you want to be a part of the dance?”—Rob Bell


I’m often asked about my possibility posses. How do you start one? What do you do?

Because I’m allergic to rules and steps and how-to’s, it’s hard to give a definitive answer.

But I can say this.

Every human on the planet has woes. And every human on the planet has wisdom. There’s no exception.

The going cultural paradigm focuses on the woes: the problems that need to be fixed, the “others” who are doing it wrong.

This complaining and anger takes up a lot of space. In our heads. In our everyday conversations. In our political discourse.

In my posses, on the other hand, we leave space for wisdom. We leave the woes temporarily hand-cuffed and tied up in the cellar.

We don’t deny they’re there. We just actively acknowledge that there’s an alternative narrative.

We commit to starting the discourse with “what is going right?”

Each of us feels responsible to show up with our best game. To put on our hard hats and mine for the wisdom that each of us has.

It’s perilously easy to get sucked into the woe conversation. There’s always temptation to join the dominant life sucks story.

So instead of asking what we’re against (the typical manner for picking the popular us-against-them teams), we ask what are we for? What beautiful thing is there to behold? It’s a judo move that completely changes the energy.

What do I stand for? What might be possible?

And then, when the light is shining, we untie the woes in the cellar and find that, not only are they untrue, but they shrivel into nothingness when exposed to all that light.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

I need do nothing.

“We are making hay when we should be making whoopee; we are raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain.”—Annie Dillard

jesus-is-scandalous-grace-400x400-400x360I recently heard an interview with Kenya Barris. He’s the creator of Black-ish, a wildly popular, Emmy-winning TV comedy.

He talked about a spiritual realization that rocked his world. Like most of us, he was led to believe that if you want the goodies—success, acclaim, God’s blessings, etc.—you have to abide by a list of “good people” rules.

And he followed them. And his career kept growing. But finally, the weight of all these beliefs on how to reap God’s favor became too much to bear. He broke the rules. He divorced his wife. He left the conventional path. And guess what?

The blessings kept right on coming. His career took off. Black-ish was nominated for Emmy’s and People Choice and Critic’s Choice and NAACP Image awards. He couldn’t keep up with all the acclaim.

He said it was a stunning realization. Grace comes because grace comes.

He did not have to earn it.

And once the weight of “what he should do” was gone, he was free to do what he wanted to do which was reunite with his wife.

Not because he needed to to earn God’s favor. But because that’s what he wanted.

Despite what the churches preach, despite what our families and our cultures have pounded into our heads, there are no “good people rules.“

That’s why my favorite mantra is this: I need do nothing.

The Course in Miracles says it like this: “It would be far more profitable now merely to concentrate on this (I need do nothing) than to consider what you should do. It is the ultimate release which everyone will one day find in his own way at his own time.”

The Course says we can save time by using but this one practice. “I need do nothing,” it says, is a statement of allegiance, a truly undivided loyalty.”

When we’re not all stressed about earning the goodies, unhappily following arbitrary rules, the riches of the kingdom can’t help but pour in.

Because here’s the thing. We are already good people. We are already given God’s grace.

The only thing that can keep it away is our guilt (because we think we’re not doing it right) or our belief that we have to earn it.

We do not have to earn anything. It’s given to all of us. It’s our natural state.

Once we surrender the “good people rules.”

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Note to body: You are not the boss of me

“I am large. I contain multitudes.”—Walt Whitman

nasa-image-lulin-self-2I have nothing against my body. It’s very useful for playing pickleball, for taking selfies and for passing out hugs to fellow humanoids.

But to see my body as the boundary of my being is a myopic belief. My body is but one piece on the chess board of who I really am.

My true self is a much wider realm made up of my joys, my ideas, my fears, my interest and my loves. My body is a temporary clown suit that’s happening within the larger phenomenon of me.

To give our bodies so much attention, as we do in this culture, is to miss the whole point.

Does it really matter which purse it’s carrying? Which type of mascara is trimming its eyes?

According to A Course in Miracles, the body was made by the ego in order to strive. It’s a wall we erected to make believe we’re separate from others. The linear body can only be one place at a time. It’s eyes can only see so far.

Putting it on a pedestal like we do is a mysterious case of mistaken identity.

We can pretend all we want to be these bodies we dress up like Barbie, whose pictures we post on Facebook.

But making your body the “thing” is a silly game that changes nothing at all.

Who you really are is a sacred being with no beginning and no end.

Let’s take Andy Mackie, a retired horse trainer. Andy’s body underwent nine heart surgeries. Doctors insisted that in order to survive, it needed 15 different medications.

Andy finally tired of listening to doctors and their limitations. So he took the $600 per month he normally spent on heart meds, and bought 300 harmonicas to give away to school kids. He fully expected it to be his final grand gesture.

When he didn’t die, he decided to do the same thing the next month. And the month after that. Wasn’t long before he forgot all about his body and the medical reports.

Rather, he got on with the business of honoring his multitudinous self. In the next 13 years, he gave out 18,000 harmonicas complete with lessons. In 2005, he even set a Guinness World record when he led 1706 harmonica players playing “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.”

Andy got on with following the thing that made his heart pitter-pat. He gave up all pointless plans to protect his linear self, the packaging that, as I said, is only one small piece on the cosmic chess board.

So today I ask, which piece of your own ginormous chess board are you going to play? The limited slab of flesh that’s prey to guilt and ends in death? Or the wider eternal self that beholds, appreciates, loves and expands?

The linear self is kinda sweet. And it’s fine for taking out to dinner, posing for photos. Just never forget who you really are—a cosmic self that’s here to create the good, the kind and the beautiful.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.

Wriggle out of the straitjacket of negativity

“Absolutely everything is available to us—sorrow and joy, grievance and forgiveness, horror and transcendence—it’s all on the menu. It’s up to us where we put our attention.”–Josh Radnor
costa surf

My daughter, Taz, and I once took surfing lessons in Santa Teresa, Costa Rica. Our instructor, a Venezuelan named Jesus, was very clear.

“When you get on the board, keep your eyes focused on the sandy beach. Do NOT—under any circumstances—take your eyes off that beach.”

“But when do we start paddling?”

“The board,” he continued on in his sexy Latin accent, ignoring us, “is always going to head toward whatever you’re looking at.”

Since the last thing Jesus wanted to do was peel two first-time surfers off the scary-looking rocks on either side of the beach, he was adamant:

“Keep your eyes on the beach.”

“But when do we jump up, hang ten . . . ?”

“Keep your eyes on the beach.”

Jesus’s message also comes in handy in life.

When you dwell on what could go wrong, you head for the rocks. When you get all buzzed about how cool something is going to be, you head for the soft, welcoming sand.

When I launched my travel-writing career, I had a choice . . .

I could focus on the rocks:

**I’m an unknown from Kansas.

**I don’t know a single person who makes a living as a travel writer.

**I have no idea how to get started.

. . . or I could focus on the sandy beach:

**It is going to be utterly awesome visiting exotic locales, meeting dashing foreigners, getting begged to stay at five-star resorts.

**I mean, can you imagine, getting to write (my favorite thing in the whole world) about countries I’ve yet to explore?

When I decided to write a book, I had the same two choices . . .

The rocks:

**Hardly anybody gets a book deal these days.

**Why spend all that time and energy on something that may or may not happen?

. . . or the beach:

**How cool is it that I can sit here in my pajamas and do what I love.

**How amazing is it that my words can make a difference in people’s lives.

Just like on that Santa Teresa beach, both realities exist.

But the pertinent question is: which reality is more fun? Which brings more joy?

Why waste the 1,440 minutes we get each day on pessimistic assumptions? Why dwell on worst-case scenarios? Why mentally prepare for doom? Why wait for the dropping of the dreaded other shoe?

Especially when you have the power to focus on how frickin’ amazing it’s going to be when you find your perfect partner, land your dream job, sign that book contract.

Pam Grout is the author of 19 books including E-Squared: 9 Do-it-Yourself Energy Experiments that Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality and the just-released, Art & Soul,Reloaded: A Year-Long Apprenticeship to Summon the Muses and Ignite Your Daring, Audacious, Creative Side.