I dreamt of my mother last night. Her blue eyes sparkling with mischief and stories untold. I felt her embrace, so very real, one I have ached for these past too many years. Chaos swirled around us, a world on fire, but my mother stayed calm, a tender smile upon her face. She held me … More A Love Note to a World on Fire
I dipped my cup into a deep well of sorrow, the heart wrenching pain making me gasp, It’s taste both bitter and filled with longing for things I cannot name but feel with ounce of my being. I dipped my cup into a deep well of sorrow, finally choosing to sit with the memories, to … More I Dipped My Cup
Even after all these yearsit still fills me with joy;the magic of Christmas.The twinkling lights of the tree,the aromas of a special meal cooking,the smiles and kind acts in a frantic world.I am grateful that no matter how many years have passed,we all still become children againeven if only for a brief moment,on Christmas morning.
How many years have I wasted on fear? Fear that I am somehow lacking no matter how hard I work; fear of things that would indeed come to pass, fear about things that never would. Why, when something good happens, when I feel great happiness, am I terrified that that something will happen to take … More How Many?
Who among us has the raw courage to reveal our true self, the one buried deep within our most sacred heart? We are such complicated, nuanced beings, so many layers, chameleons, becoming any shade of what we need to be in the moment; no intention of insincerity, only a basic survival skill learned before time … More Sacred Heart
I heard them from blocks away as I walked the worn cobblestone streets of Vienna; the bells of Stephansdom, a beautiful cacophony that seemed endless, crowds of people gathered in awe of the spectacle. I am a deeply spiritual person, but not religious, and yet… something about the bells pealing with such joy from the … More The Bells of Stephansdom
Sometimes emotions well up, so fierce and unforgiving, completely overwhelming, a barrage of feelings that I can no longer absorb but I have no choice. Like trying to read a book in a language I don’t understand, the translation is lost and I don’t even know myself anymore. I stumble down dark and winding hallways … More A Sea of Emotion
When his memory begins to fade, fill my heart with gratitude for the wonderful years we have had. When he looks at me with tears in his eyes and sorrow in his heart, give me compassion and empathy. When he is frustrated with himself for new-found clumsiness, give me gentle patience. When his pace slows, … More A Prayer to the Night
I have been searching for a beacon, some sign that will guide us through this madness into some sort of peace, restless though that peace might be. Maybe it doesn’t exist, perhaps my heart only wishes that it did and I am living in denial. Perhaps instead the world will be devoured by its corruptness … More Beacon
For so long I thought that being different was something to hide. I learned to blend in, no matter what it cost me. Blending in was safe, no pressure to pretend to be anything special. But… blending in is inauthentic and the older I become the more I want to be authentically me. So now … More Stand Out
The View from Here 