Donuts and Green Juice

I was nearly thirty-five when I went to massage school.  I had been a credit union employee for several years at that point.  My roots were in North Dakota.  I was raised on the family farm in the heart of cattle country. Self-care wasn't exactly taught.  Sit down and rest for a few minutes was... Continue Reading →

A New Dawn

I woke up early one morning, earlier than normal.  It was slightly irritating given the fact I didn't need to set an alarm that day.  I was looking forward to sleeping in, but by 5:30 my body was ready to get up. I reluctantly got to my feet and walked to the bedroom window.  I... Continue Reading →

Intentional Healing

I place my hands on the body, close my eyes and wait.  I wait for the body's response to my touch.  Sometimes that comes fast.  Sometimes there is no response.  That is also helpful.  That usually means the energy is stuck.  Conversations begin to flow between my mind and the body.  "Show me," I ask.... Continue Reading →

Remembering On Memorial Day

The wind has blown for six consecutive days.  It was not a good day to visit graves and leave flowers, but we did it anyway.  We went to the cemetery of my great grandparents first.  Several family members are buried there.  The second cemetery was to visit my aunt that just passed a week ago.... Continue Reading →

Negative Energy in the Workplace

You could cut the tension with a knife.  You don't even have to be an empath to know what that means.  It's an experience we've all had at one time or another, unfortunately; many people deal with this on a daily basis in the workplace. I've come to realize that age does not equal maturity.... Continue Reading →

A Final Good-bye

She looked nice.  Her silvery white hair was a few shades lighter than her dress.  I can’t recall ever seeing her in a dress before.  I grabbed the holy water to make the sign of the cross on her body.  I’ve never liked doing that.  It feels awkward.  I wished her well on her journey,... Continue Reading →

I Chose Life

Mother's day twenty-seven years ago I found out I was pregnant.  I was nineteen, unmarried and scared sick.  A home pregnancy test confirmed what I suspected.  I thought it was nerves.  I just finished college finals, but I passed with flying colors and I was still throwing up.  I was three months late, but that... Continue Reading →

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