We all have our own bag of stones to carry. Life can be difficult. We are all facing something at one point or another. But aren’t these stones that we carry the very things that cultivate compassion, empathy, kindness and forgiveness? These things are some of the very best attributes that we as human beings have to offer. It is this truth that gives me such great hope.
(*I realize I’ve been silent in this space for a long time. When you read this post, the reason for my silence will become apparent. Truth be told, I had no intention of writing today…until my morning meditation – that I decided I’d better do at 1:00 in the afternoon! I practiced a guided meditationContinue reading “Spinning Away.”
When I was hospitalized as a result of the psychosis, the business of packing up our house and belongings was being carried out by the owners of the house, who were friends of ours. Andrew had to then drive back across state to load the U-haul of all of our boxed belongings alone. He loadedContinue reading “(Im)material”
It has taken me some time to write another post because I needed to consider what it was that I really wanted to communicate. I have a lot to unpack and it’s important that I choose the right suitcase. This piece is quite personal in particular as it involves my husband Andrew, to a deeperContinue reading “Cause, effect, courage and empathy”
We were so very lucky. We lived in a quaint little town, in a picturesque neighborhood not far from a very large, beautiful park. The park boasted gorgeous grounds, including large trees, rows of rose bushes, a large pond for ducks and of course, a section for all of your typical park toys for children.Continue reading “Psychosis, pandemics and the killing of peacocks.”
I had meant to write a very specific post 8 days ago. It hasn’t happened because well, life is sometimes that way. There are days where it seems that no matter the unexpected “stuff” thrown my way, I’m able to glide through whatever it may be and accomplish all I set out to accomplish. ThenContinue reading “A new day”
For some reason, I woke up early this Sunday morning. I hadn’t planned on writing until after my daughters were asleep tonight, but then I thought to myself, It’s so quiet. A beautiful quiet! What a perfect time to write! So, I did and I was so happy with the end result….but just as myContinue reading “Early Morning Sunday thoughts”
This picture brings me both feelings of great joy and grief all at once. I had recently suffered a severe multiple sclerosis relapse. It had been weeks since I’d been able to participate in the Farmer’s Market with my daughters, which was something we actively participated in every Saturday. It was difficult and painful forContinue reading “Joy and grief can live together…”
I was half awake and couldn’t will myself to open my eyes. I wasn’t ready to move my body. I heard little footsteps walking up the stairs and into my room. I still couldn’t open my eyes. My little cherub of a daughter put her face close to mine and whispered, “Maaaawmaaaaaw, it’s a wondoofulContinue reading “We were so happy ~ Part one.”
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