There are few things in the world that I love to listen to more than a.) the sound of my baby’s voice when he talks to me; b.) my daughter laughing; c.) Chester and Mike singing anything ever played by…
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Food
Ode to Donuts
It’s National Donut Day. Is there any better time to celebrate life’s most important pastry in the world with a cup of java or a cold glass of milk? It’s impossible to be depressed around donuts in my life, unless…
Out of the Grey
I find myself “in the grey,” in a place where pain echoes. I don’t feel well today. Blaugh. It’s one of those insidious little things, being tired. A headache running three months now, usually enough in the background that I…
Serenity Revisited
I’m listening to David Lanz’s Christofori’s Dream and watching the most beautiful day unfold. It’s not that today is unusual, nor has anything stellar happened that will make headlines across the world. I am deeply, truly happy. It brings to…
Letting Go: Ending Regret
There is a certain amount of dualism in studying two subjects at the same time; first, I started reading the Buddhist philosopher, Thich Nhat Hanh, who writes of mindfulness, prayer, peace and love. On the other hand, I am studying…
Interesting
I read a really interesting blog poetry clip today; I am still amidst my real job of writing, but wanted to pass it along. Give a quick click and some thought time at Peace Within. It is my prayer that…
Yesterday
Brief disclaimer: this article is about letting go of the struggle within, and becoming whole, peace full and well. My reading/meditations are being interrupted by the funniest animals I’ve ever seen. My constant window companion, Squirrel, is overweight. I mean,…
The Purpose
There was a challenge at about two this morning when an apparent conflict between my medications and poor judgement on my part gave me a clear, distinct moment to understand that the purpose of life is to life it, to…
McDonalds, Small Towns and Loving Life
I’m sick. Not kinda sick, but pneumonia sick. Seems my lungs can’t get themselves clear, and my whole chest aches, throat raw from the coughing. Can’t keep meds down so I’m shaking and hurt everywhere. Really, it’s been a tough…
Massage: Senusal, Holistic Relaxation for Couples
The massage arts date in human history to 3000 B.c., all the way back to the land of Mesopotamia in the time that a really young Abram took off for the hills of another place. It’s the earliest of recorded…
Mending Me: Love, Compassion and Mercy
There is an almost golden twilight outside my office window, and the deep emerald green of the grass, the rich browns of tree bark and the contrast of flowers blends into a symphony that is unlike any other. The day…
It’s the End of the World As We Know It
I’m watching “Oh, God!” a movie from 1977 with George Burns and John Denver. Fitting for a night like tonight, when the lead story on the news is all about the picture to the left…tonight is the night before the…
Iridescent
What is real? You’ve been forewarned that I’ve been writing in Lucian and Kate’s world for a while, so this may seem a little random. I’m half way between here and Lake Lure, wishing that I was all there. I…
She
Here is a lovely poem I found in the poetry of Ernest Holmes “She let go. She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go. She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecisionwithin her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go. She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right. She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go. She didn’t analyze whether […]
Mending Me: Steps to Cure Loneliness
Why do we echo with feelings of loneliness? Is this part of the human condition that we seek something, need something outside of ourselves to feel complete? It’s common to hear, this tale of loneliness from people in all walks…