Giving Back Grief

A Poem: Giving Back Grief

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I am from a long line of grief From the tears of women Of mothers Of the unmothered Dark concentric stains, decreasing in size Like the vantage point of the horizon, the perspective shift of space and time. I am from me, my…
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The Numinosity of Love

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When we get caught, there is a reason I am caught. Watching, I wait. Will they get together? How does this keep happening? They love each other. Please. This is the power of love. I have been caught before. This time it is with Anne…
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The Magic of Living and the Limitations of Will Power

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Although I was on the journey to find my health, the journey itself was the teacher. Health was the outcome. What emerged for me was a new understanding of how the world works.
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Mastery = Vision + Will + Trust + Release

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Originally published September 20th, 2019 in Medium.com's Change Your Mind, Change Your Life. We are manifesting beings capable of mastery I imagine being a huge eagle, soaring, almost effortless, catching the currents of wind, playing, trusting…
Perfect life

My Perfect Life

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For as long as I can remember, I've had this idea of a perfect life. Maybe because as a child, teenager and young adult, I felt forsaken by God, I felt trapped in my actual life. I didn’t know how to get from the life I had to the untarnished and perfect life I wanted.
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Are You Swimming Upstream Or Following Your Bliss?

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Follow your bliss. The message zagged through my brain with the charge and sizzle of a lightning bolt. In one moment, my world reorganized. I had been slogging through some work I wasn’t well suited for, feeling miserable and wondering how…
My Blessings for the New Year

Learning to Love All of Me

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For me, healing has often involved sending love from the current now reality back to aspects of myself in the past that had suffered. We do grow. Our lives do change. We do have different chapters.
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Twin Seed

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It was as if a light shone upon the passage between my younger self, and the self I am today. The other day I met a young man, the son of a friend. He was open. We talked. About his struggles. His desires. His journey.  How he could address…
My Blessings for the New Year

My Sense of Home

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My much-loved husband nearly died three weeks ago. When I imagine my life without him, I realize that there is no place to go, nothing to do that could feel okay. I feel homeless, lost and adrift. What is home, but a tender heart we connect…