Silence, I learned, is some times the most beautiful sound.” ― Charlotte Eriksson “Slowly, simply, silence, stillness” was my Lenten mantra, my focus, my goal for the 40 days between Ash Wednesday and Easter morning. A lofty goal, yes. Yet, I was convinced this intentional journey would yield the peaceful rewards I was seeking in myContinue reading “Resting in the Stillness After Personal Struggle”
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A New Year’s Hope for Radical Acceptance, Greater Kindness and Deeper Truth
“Don’t you find it odd,” she continued, “that when you’re a kid, everyone, all the world, encourages you to follow your dreams. But when you’re older, somehow they act offended if you even try.” ~ Ethan Hawke, The Hottest State On this New Year’s Eve, I am looking inward and claiming my personally perceivedContinue reading “A New Year’s Hope for Radical Acceptance, Greater Kindness and Deeper Truth”
Thankful for the Practical Things, for Wood Floors and Simple Living
Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings. ~ William Arthur Ward The thanks I give today is for the wood floors found throughout the first floor of the home I share with my husband and children. Yes. Wood floors. These Brazilian-red, wide-set planksContinue reading “Thankful for the Practical Things, for Wood Floors and Simple Living”
Strength in numbers and my personal #metoo
“Beauty provokes harassment, the law says, but it looks through men’s eyes when deciding what provokes it.” ~ Naomi Wolf, The Beauty Myth My father was a traveling salesman for a book publishing company. Part of his compensation package included a leased company vehicle that he would sign for every few years. We hadContinue reading “Strength in numbers and my personal #metoo”
Lighting the way for those children lost too soon, never forgotten, remaining forever in our hearts #waveoflight2017
“There is, I am convinced, no picture that conveys in all its dreadfulness, a vision of sorrow, despairing, remediless, supreme. If I could paint such a picture, the canvas would show only a woman looking down at her empty arms.” ~ Charlotte Brontë A flicker of light, a ray shining through, cast out theContinue reading “Lighting the way for those children lost too soon, never forgotten, remaining forever in our hearts #waveoflight2017”
Taking a Sad Song, Making it Better 