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And she gave me a gift of broken bones

And she gave me a gift of broken bones

This past week my daughter broke her arm. We all handled it like troopers. My husband was away on a business trip – isn’t that how it always is? – so I had to handle the situation on my own. There are times when all that negative self talk in my...
Heart stories . . .

Heart stories . . .

My heart is telling me stories today. I am listening closely. I sit in a nice patch of sun on my porch wrapped in a woolly blanket as I write this. I have a warm cup of tea beside me and a kitty companion under the chair close by. I hear the chirping of the birds in...
Here and now. . .

Here and now. . .

There have been a lot of Here and Now moments, snap shots and snippets and much less words.  There has been a lot of being, being present and seeing. There has been porch sitting, a cat at my feet and morning light strong on my face. There has been a tender...
Monkey Mind

Monkey Mind

My monkey mind is trying to get the best of me. I feel time’s strong hold on me. Time feels more precious every day. Every second wasted is a second lost not to be gotten back. How do I reconcile with all the time wasted? How do I make the most of every moment?...
I suppose. . .

I suppose. . .

I feel like I am bumping along a rocky road Inspiration coming slow In dribs and drabs In tiny burstsI In seconds lost But not besmirched   I’m rolling in the in between, The uncomfortable but not unseen I’m here! I’m here! Feeling lots and...