Expect to have hope rekindled. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again. Sarah Ban Breathnach Truth be known, it’s been rough. How’s it been for you? My dark night of the soul segued into a dark night of the spirit, thank you very much Higher Self for thisContinue reading “Easy As Pie (uhm, kinda)”
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Happy 27th, FourthSon
He’s my fourth son… and among FiveBeautifulSouls who have taught me more about Life and Love and Forgiveness and Hope and Surrender than any others. Thank you, FourthSon and cheers to you, to us, on your 27th! Me AKA “Mammy” He calls me Mammy. Paw and Mammy. He’s just so funny and incredibly responsible, logical,Continue reading “Happy 27th, FourthSon”
A Message To Young Me
You will say and do and dream and err and triumph over and over again between now and then… enjoy every moment of it. 58 year old me to Young Me Met with a friend today. You know you’re getting on in years when you can say, “I’ve known her for almost 30 years.” Yeah,Continue reading “A Message To Young Me”
No Ordinary Spider
Well it seems to me that you’re a little off… it seems to me that we have no ordinary spider. Mrs. Zuckerman, Charlotte’s Web by E. B. White I loved this book when I was a kid. Read it numerous times and I hardly ever do that. Once and done. But oh that Charlotte. IContinue reading “No Ordinary Spider”
Pants And Soup
I had to wear pants today. PANTS! I hate pants. I hate clothes in general. Gah, the feel of fabric on my skin. No. Hard no. But… as summer ebbs its way into autumn, pants. Because, more than hating the feel of pants, I loathe being cold. I can’t change the inevitable changing of seasons.Continue reading “Pants And Soup”
Never Say Never
Somebody got a hold of my camera…. 😉 Have you ever said, “aw hell no, that never gonna happen” and then it did? I have… and her name is Giavanna Hope Augustine-Glasier and she’s turning five next month and she gives the best sloppy deer-poopy-smelling breath kisses ever. I can’t love her more. One thingContinue reading “Never Say Never”
The Obstacle In The Way
The obstacle is the way…. oh, how difficult this can be to hear and much more difficult to breathe into and allow. My eating disorder has been the way for me to meet other souls in their pain, their addictions, their symptoms of deeper issues. Without judgment. And others can feel that deep compassion andContinue reading “The Obstacle In The Way”
Just So Much
You are loved. Just so much. I’ve had a rough few weeks. Grief is never an easy once-and-done. The depth and width, height and length of “the journey in and through” is usually overwhelming. Just so much. So much for the emotional body – oh, that heart! Lots to allow to be there, to feel…Continue reading “Just So Much”
Writing Every Day Down 