Today marks the fifth anniversary of my uncle's passing. The weather is the same as the day he left us; rain, sleet and snow. It's too early for winter, but somehow appropriate.
We all have personal lies, those unconscious beliefs that direct our actions. I think two of my dad’s big lies were; I am not worthy, and I am unloveable.
Letting go is a concept I didn’t absorb until I went to a spiritual retreat. I got a note telling me to let go at exactly the right moment. I finally got the message. I cried deeply, mostly out of relief when I let the words sink in. It was as if I was reading them for the first time.
I was always under the impression that if you were living your life’s purpose there would be a certain flow, a continuity to life. Perhaps I was naive. Perhaps I was too hopeful.
Meet my Uncle Kenny He loved his wife Betty and she loved him Kenny walked across the dining room to take his place at the kitchen table.“Ten years ago yesterday at four o’clock in the morning Betty woke me up. She had to use the bathroom. Her legs kept giving out and she couldn’t get... Continue Reading →
I have two more days before December, but I am ready. I'm ready for Christmas this year and I'm even excited about it. I have big plans to take my time, slow down, and enjoy the season. Nothing brings me closer to that then remembering all the holidays celebrated on my grandparent's farm. Their house... Continue Reading →
"I feel sorry for your husband," said my client. "You're strong!" A smile spread across my face and we both laughed. I miss this part, building relationships, connecting in this quiet space, but I don't miss my massage practice. I closed that over a year ago. My license expires at the end of the year... Continue Reading →
Mostly I forget about the woman I used to be, but there are days I remember her. My goals have become health focused. I like the way I feel when I take care of myself. I like the energy I have. I appreciate good sleep. Those are my goals, not body image, not anymore. This... Continue Reading →
It was a 7 a.m. flight. The older man sitting next to me had silver in his hair and was sipping a whiskey coke. He gently nudged me with his elbow and said in a Southern drawl, "My wife told me to take her somewhere she's never been, so I grabbed her by the hand... Continue Reading →