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Wednesday, February 27, 2019 at 6:27 PM Dipping a toe (or perhaps a finger) into poetry. Musings & more ...
Aging, Family, Grace, Grief, Poetry, Transformation, Transitions Tuesday, October 11, 2016 at 12:29 PM Talismans and spirit animals have a way of hopping into my pockets like baby joeys burrowing into their mothers’ pouches. A petrified sandshell from the Sinai Desert, the hazel wood wand from Glendolough Ireland, seaglass and silver beaded bracelets via Spain. This morning they all surround me until finally I jump into their pockets and go along for the ride. They beckon me to be brave and ask the questions that I’ve never asked and to welcome the ones I push away.
Ancestors, Grief, Wisdom, pilgrimage Tuesday, July 28, 2015 at 9:00 AM Joy and sorrow are two sisters that live in the same house. They wrestle and fight, trying to prove that one is more important than the other. They hold hands. They push away. They tug at each other’s hair. They’re perplexed by how different they seem and how close they are. They love each other. They are confused siblings.
Grief, Joy, SoulStrolling Sunday, February 16, 2014 at 12:16 PM For me, speaking to a welcoming group is like an organic, holistic, mood-altering drug that helps me slip out of all I think I should be and step into who I fully am.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013 at 9:03 PM Life turns on a dime. Cliché but true. We practice being calm on the good days, so the bad ones don’t eat us alive. We practice when everything is going “well” because you never know when it will turn sour.