my mother’s hand

  my mother’s hand… so beautifully and instinctively looks for the blooms; the beauty; the heart of another. as I snapped the photo of the flowers at the market, she was walking and speaking, “look at the beauty”. I do see the beauty momma! Yes, the flowers are breathtaking, but more than anything, I marvel…

B.R.A.V.I.N.G. Blogging

B.R.A.V.I.N.G. Blogging- I just listened to an interview on youtube. Brene Brown talked about her book ‘Braving the Wilderness’. (I have it on my “must read” list.) She said “True belonging is a spiritual practice and it’s about the ability to find sacredness in both being a part of something but also the courage to…

What to do when we feel like “Cousin Itt”

Remember Cousin “Itt”? The crazy ‘hair-in-the-face” cousin on the “Addams Family”? Oh, wow, who in the world thought of this one? I’ll tell ya. Probably someone going through menopause or some type of hormonal storm. I’ve seen Cousin “Itt” in the mirror in the last few years. Shocking, I know. But I have a strategy…

Because I miss you

Because I miss you, I’ve been thinking about the power and aura of a person. Yes, the physical presence is so much the focus on this earth, but there is so much more. The ENERGY of the SOUL looms so much larger than the body and just the power of the THOUGHT of you amazes me. This…

Growing Into

  How do we ‘grow into’ connected-ness of life? It feels much like having grandma’s pearls and playing dress-up. Little by little the strand moved up on our chest until they sat perfectly at our neck. So much of life is “growing into”; a momentum and shift, sometimes so slight it isn’t always recognized. Like…

The Color of Stillness

I love the sunsets that have me darting my eyes in every direction so I can take it all in… but tonight I was anchored in one spot, looking in one direction, mesmerized. I saw and felt the color of stillness. The unassuming gradation soothed and made my eyes and ears take a backseat. My…

Health Challenges & Dandelion’s Shadow

Even the dandelion’s shadow is amazing, don’t you think? But it isn’t a substance you can touch or feel, but a visual representation of the real. The shadow causes me to look again at the flower, to see minute details I missed at first glance. Shadows, like feelings can be magical and beautiful,  or sinister and ominous….

ONE must do what MANY cannot

I sat inside of the RV, just watching a lone bird on the telephone wire. One little bird, all alone? Hmmmm. I wondered why she was there all by herself? I’m accustomed to seeing many of them “chirp-chat” together, flutter off and on, making me jealous of their free-spiritedness. The camaraderie is so alluring and playful. But not…

mud, snow and hope

I roam the paths in each season and look for hope. It’s what I do-look for hope in change. Some days/seasons are easier than others. Remember when the tree was so vibrant and then the leaves began unattaching, falling and changing resting spots as the wind blew?. And I admit I was tempted like all the rest to see…