The Year We Thought Would Never Arrive Is Here

Take a moment to acknowledge, review and release the surreal months of 2022. It has not been easy, but the person you are now is better prepared for what lies ahead. 

Inspiration Speaks. Waking Words for 2022.

American Faith

I try to imagine why sometimes life is hard and doesn’t work out. We do what we’re asked and more, and still sit stuck in a space that we cannot mend from an old perch. Is it our fate at this time to suffer well, to bruise the universe and transform it through pain? To offer in sacrifice as our mothers did and theirs before, the struggle inherited from one generation to another. I feel the ghosts of ancestors holding my hand, loving me, making promises.

Patron of the Hearts

I was speaking with someone about his sister who died recently. He said she was a lost soul, never found a way to support herself and needed others to financially care for her. Then he told me she had the biggest heart he’d ever known, and about all the people who attended her funeral with stories about her kindness. Everyone spoke about how loving and giving she was to them, about the value she brought into their lives. I wondered if she ever knew this.

2019 The Year of Truth: Revelation and Eruption

This past year was punctuated by loss. People died in our lives. Others lost homes, jobs and relationships as well as faith and purpose. There are big empty gashes where something we counted on previously stood. For many, it was a year of endings.

Me and Maya

I dreamed about Maya Angelou again last night. She’s been in my dreams for the past two weeks, since I put my mother’s house on the market. Mom died in August following nine years of 24/7 care. The nightmares about her death only started after the house was listed. Maya has been with me in these dreams, a comforting presence to the fear.

2018: The BIG Deal

 

This was the most difficult new year’s blog I’ve written. I wondered why, gave up a couple of times, but its insistence to be heard pestered me. Maybe it’s taken this long because I sense January belongs to 2017, and it is in February when 2018 begins to show its face. I also believe this year will be so startling, it’s hard to think of the year as one linear flow. It feels more like a series of moments that hostage the months around them.

A Love Letter From My Higher Self…For You Too!

I was having a bad day recently. I decided to ask God a question.

“God, I’m confused. I have no idea who I am anymore, what I’m supposed to be doing in all this turmoil, and if my life has any meaning, purpose or relevancy. What do you think?”

Strange Dream: God’s Brain

Some dreams are more than the usual nighttime machinations of a chaotic day. They feel like they are here to teach us something, as if saying “pay attention to this one. I am showing you some truth.”

This was one of those dreams.

A Message from the Stars

There will be wonder. Many will come and fall and rise again with chins held high. Quietly the world turns. Thought will follow them and become them. What of the fearful ones who wait in the corners and along the edges? Who will come for them? Will they spend eternity waiting to catch a moment that became another and another too soon? The conscious cosmic mutt scratches at the door of unknown certainties, howls at a moon soaked in spirit, dripping its silver sweat onto earth.IMG_6186