Monthly Archives: March 2015
The journey ended today. I finished school. What probably should have been an episode of Believe It or Not became a reality. I am still trying to process it all. But this much I can tell you.
Never underestimate…..
It’s ok to cry when the body feels weak. It’s ok to say I need to sleep. It’s ok to say I cannot. Ok to say I should not. We are the manifestation of the Creator. Our body and emotions are how the Creator experiences creation itself. Perhaps…..
I have always treasured this image. Two weathered hands holding each other. Broken from their trunks. Nature’s cycles wearing them smooth and erasing their original color. Holding hands.
As I write, I am six days from completing a two and a half year journey of…..
There were three large boxes stacked on top of each other and a small little box on top. Just boxes stacked. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a person. No, more than that. Inside the boxes was a heart and killer smile. No, more than that.
A surprise birthday party for someone a nurse, two CNAs and myself consider a friend. A friend who is dying. No, no one wondered if this would be her last. Simply…..
Sometimes, a whisper needs a touch.
Her trunk looked and felt like mountain trails or maybe carved river beds. Whatever the image, your eyes could not help but follow the path. A journey following, not carrying, the trunk.
For some, the simple act of rising out of bed is an incredible…..
Poets, mystics, and the keepers of untainted history have forever sung the praises of the feminine. Women are more than the bearers of future generations. Women are more than nursemaids who feed both the young and the old. Women are more than the brooms, wash, and the…..
An odd feeling when an illness affects your breathing. Meditation practice teaches us to focus upon our breath because it is so effortless and flows without thinking. When thinking begins to touch our breathing, it seems as if the whole world spins…..
Sometimes the layers of the whispers defy words. Sometimes I think they would be too long to try and share. And, then, the best ones, the most delicious ones are the whispers of anticipation. Such a sweet song offered to your heart. Such gentle calming gifted to your mind……
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