Diana Gogan

If I were to share just a few pixels of a picture with you, you may think it ugly, unimportant, incomplete, a waste of digital space,...

Ever noticed how, when you get a big, bold, exciting idea, your brain immediately tries to shrink it down into something manageable?...

As we step into 2025, there’s an invitation for you to ask yourself: What if I could live my wildest dreams?  Not the kind of dreams you...

As the year draws to a close, many of us find ourselves reflecting on the life we’ve been living and the one we dream of. Amid the...

As I write this story to share with you, I’m reminded of a quote: “And one day you’ll realize, it’s never been about what you can teach...

Years ago, I found myself in a position many dream of—a fast-tracked career in the banking industry. My job was secure, paid well, and...

There’s a voice within each of us that has been with us since the beginning,  quietly whispering reminders of who we truly are. It’s the...

For months, Emma had been in circles for months, trapped in a whirlwind of worry and complaints. The decision to divorce her husband was...

I settled. The sneaky part is I didn't realize I'd settled. I followed the plan. Married, had career I was advancing in, financial...

I took the cool breeze blowing through her mane as an invitation to breath deep and go for it. All kinds of possibilities ran through my...

Yesterday I said goodbye to a very dear canine friend Bingo. She and I have been sharing regular Reiki and animal communication sessions...

It was clear that Whisper was an arena horse. A term often used to describe a horse who’s comfortable and relaxed riding in an arena, and...

Her coat was dirty and matted, her eyes dull. Saved from a kill pen in Texas, she'd finally arrived in Arizona

I was nervous. I'd never ridden Butler outside the arena, and knew he could be a handful at times. Yet a long held dream called and deep...

I love the mystical magic of Rumi’s words. They invite me to slow down and savor hidden depth, meaning and wisdom in the way he weaves...

Have you ever walked down a dark path with someone who holds a flashlight? For a time this is good until a restlessness builds.

As I look back over the years, I’ve seen cycles of growth repeated over and over in my life. Cycles of contraction and expansion.

While it wasn’t the ideal day to take a walk in the desert with the horses, there was a restless part of me that wouldn’t settle for...

It happens countless times during your lifetime. Sometimes its consciously chosen, and some times it isn't. Ultimately it brings you back...

Having recently moved, I have a new key, that fits the new lock, that opens the new door to the new house. Both the old and new keys look...