Giving and Receiving

Giving and Receiving

I always landed at her doorstep. She was everyone I had ever known and all of those whom I still had yet to meet. She had eyes that knew, with irises that were nothing less than blue pools of compassion. You felt her heart first though, a warmth emanating right from...
Women & Words

Women & Words

I stumbled upon something… My job can be a tad monotonous at times, but I do love it. I love those moments of remote connection where words bring us together. As a writer, it gives me all the...
Resist or Release

Resist or Release

Without fail, I am helped. Every. Time. My life is not smooth. It does not flow with the ease of a mountain stream. And you want to know why? Because I resist it. I resist the calls for healing. I look at every conflict that comes up and I get scared. I think it must...
Come On, Come Out

Come On, Come Out

About four years ago, there was a two-year stretch when my son was a toddler and I was an at-home mom and I was continually thrown into these odd situations where very successful people were interested in having me work for them. It was as if I was at the center of a...
The Reach Within

The Reach Within

That reach…that ever-present longing for what feels apart from myself… I used to live reaching everyday. I used to pine for approval and safety on a moment-to-moment basis, but no more. Now those feelings are fewer, but they still happen. They rise up...
Walk Me Home

Walk Me Home

“We’re all just walking each other home.” ~Ram Dass Our common thread is our light, the light of God.  The connection between us is overwhelmingly palpable at times, and yet at others it is painfully out of reach.  The yearning to be loved, to be...
Hell-Bent on Heaven

Hell-Bent on Heaven

A glimpse of light, too bright. Enough to silence me, stop me, bring me back to square one. That place where I keep my eyes closed, keep secrets. It’s not safe here, but it is what I know. I saw the light, and came quickly back. Afraid of what it would mean, I...
The Teachers

The Teachers

God bless us all, for we are all teachers.  We are each aspects of a Divine mind that loves beyond all our current understanding.  We, each of us, have a voice, a song, a tapestry. And I have made a decision. I don’t need your credentials, impressive though they...
They Are So Near

They Are So Near

Oh my but they are so near!  All those who we claim to have lost are so close it would be hard to see where they end and we begin.  We know they are not bodies.  The bodies have gone, and yet the memory of who they are remains painfully fresh.  Who they are fills a...
How Compassion Feels

How Compassion Feels

I like how compassion feels.  I love the light within and around it.  I love the promise it holds…the unity that is implied. If compassion could speak, what would it say?  Perhaps it would stay quiet.  Yes, I think it would.  Compassion would silently smile and...
Open for Goodness

Open for Goodness

I have, it seems, no problem giving of myself.  I give my love, my energy, my time away so easily to what I believe to be a worthy cause.  This is not my problem.  I am not stingy in this area of my life at all.  The problem, it appears, is in receiving.  For some...