Let Go and Move On

Let go of old belief systems. You know, the things ingrained in your brain that hold you back or pin you down. You know what I’m talking about. It might be a family superstition, a religious dogma, an expectation or opinion of you, or a statement made against you. This could be a past humiliation, something that binds you in shame or guilt or causes you a lack of confidence. Many of these boulders of principle date back to our childhoods. Yes, I call them boulders because they weigh so much on our emotional bodies that we are unable to move our physical and intellectual bodies to start the work we need to do. When you can move this block in your mind you enter the wonderful world of emotional and spiritual freedom.

Honor what is true. How do you know what is right? First of all, the ego lies. When we choose to do the right thing it usually resonates in either our heart or gut, sometimes both. The guidance of prayer or meditation helps pave the way, not what someone else tells you is best for you. The answers will come, but you must be willing to listen to spirit.

Clip those wings and fly!

Writing The History Of Our Lives

Sometimes it is better to lose and do the right thing than to win and do the wrong thing. ~Tony Blair

sunrise under the pier

There will be days life will let you down. You will feel disappointed. And yet even if your heart hurts and you can look yourself in the mirror without shame, it has still been a good day.

There will be times you hold others to your own standards and they don’t live up to those expectations. Is it fair to expect others to be morally conscious?

The thing about honesty is when someone reinvents the truth enough times it becomes his reality, and even so the truth, not his or someone else’s perception, will follow him throughout his journey. The lesson will repeat itself until it is learned.

The greatest lesson I’ve ever learned was by the example of my father, to do the right thing even if it comes at a personal cost to you. He taught me the value of people and relationships. It is basically a matter of integrity…you either have it or you don’t.

When I am dissatisfied with my own thoughts or actions, I know the fault lingers within me. I take action to change my view or behavior. I work on becoming a better person, not just for myself but for others. Because this is important to me, I hope it is important to others. I have faith in humanity.

Every morning the sun rises and we are given another chance to do what is right. What a wonderful world it is to be given opportunity after opportunity to rewrite the history of our lives.

How Mindlessness Becomes Mindful

Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose – a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye. ~Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley


I often empty my mind in order for it to become full again. It can be a mundane task or a moment of being which grants me an inner peace. From this point the well begins to flow.

The void I often wish to escape is the place I find fulfillment. When I empty my mind, truth rises to the surface, and my soul is filled with peace. When this happens, new worlds open up. My energy soars as my creativity skyrockets. In retrospect, I realize these are moments I choose happiness. These are the moments I allow my passions to lead me. These are the moments I am me.

Letting go of pretensions and expectations, releases the mind of obligations and allows the soul to do its thing. Emptying the mind permits the soul to take its rightful position. This mindlessness helps us become mindful to living.


The Strength Of Fragility

Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will. ~Mahatma Gandhi


We forget how strong we are until we are called to remember. We become as courageous and resilient as we need to be. Ever think you couldn’t bear the pain (physical or emotional) of some event only to find out you could?

Those we expect to crush beneath the confines of life often are those who seem to fair the best. What is it exactly that we deem weak? Is it a physical characteristic we find flawed or broken? Is it a show of emotion or a quiet forbearance? Perhaps we should never expect anything, but just be.

I do not think those who suffer in silence build the strongest defenses nor do I think those who share their burdens weather any better. Some draw on inner strength while others look for outside support. I think we are each equipped with what we need and our personalities determine the path we seek.

The absence of love whether through death or separation demands us to face the question of how we can go on. Though the space of another might not ever be completely filled, the closing of other spaces give us hope, and sometimes new direction.

Fissures of our souls are scars we carry deep within. It’s an inner beauty we must carry like badges of honor. It is a beauty of tender mercy to appreciate life’s lessons.  It is only in the darkness we begin to see the light… and oh, how beautiful is this life of ours…

Do you know of anyone who has suffered a recent loss, heartbreak, or disappointment? Did you reach out with a hug, card, or words or encouragement? It might be exactly what they need.

Have you been though recent trials? Did you find you are stronger than you ever imaged? What gave you the courage to pick yourself up and keep on? Sharing your story might give someone the inspiration they need.

Shipwreck Or Ship Rest?

Ever feel like a shipwreck, like things just aren’t going the way you want? Determine if the pressure you feel is coming from you or outside sources. If you have set unrealistic expectations readjust them. If someone else anticipates results you’re unable or willing to provide, ignore them and stick to your agenda.

Do you feel down on your luck? Just plain unmotivated? Pinpoint where these emotions originate. If there is an obstacle on your path, remove it. If it’s a person who gives you negative feedback, you need to disengage from conversation about the subject. Decide if you are doing everything you can to accomplish the task. Have confidence in your abilities.

Do you feel depressed, like you’re slowly sinking into the sea? Perhaps you can blame it on poor navigation, faulty equipment, location, or even the weather. If you look long and hard enough you can blame most anything on someone else rather than take responsibility for our own contribution to the situation. Practicing gratitude and positivity go hand in hand with attitude and perseverance.

There are times you merely need a new assessment, a fresh perspective. The water might be shallow enough to wade to shore and navigate the journey a different way. When you approach the situation from the outside the scenario isn’t the same as from the inside.

We are often told a certain way to perform a task. We are not all wired alike. What works for you might not work for me…however, we can still reach the same destination. Some people plan things while others wing it and they are both successful in their endeavors. When we rely on our inner GPS rather than someone else’s we have a better chance of navigating the course set before us.

Just because you sink the boat doesn’t mean you can’t swim. Take another look at whatever is holding you back. Be grateful for the opportunity. Employ your talents. Trust your instincts. Sail, swim, soar, or use whatever means you have to get where you need to go. Safe travels to you.

Of Frames And Mirrors

“Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.” ~Victor Hugo

I have a penchant for antique frames and mirrors. I used to not like old mirrors because of the mottled glass. I preferred to see my flaws clearly so I could try to correct them. Once upon a time I was a perfectionist. How often I’ve placed myself or others within a frame, and then when one of us fell short the disappointment would fall over me like the shadows on the mirror.

I was recently given another antique mirror. The beveled glass is encased in a beautiful wood grain frame. The mirror itself appears smeared along the lower edge. Years ago I would not have hung it…I would have placed it in our storage area with the other old vanity mirrors I refused to hang but didn’t have the heart to trash. I consider this mirror a reminder of the gift of imperfection. Every time I walk past it I will remember we are human, fallible. It tells me to accept others as they are and not set expectations of them.

I plan to continue climbing out of my own frame a bit more often. I will try to look for the beauty in the smudges. I will try not to be disappointed, and if I am I will call myself out on it.

Other notes:

The Betty Boop quilt I made for my mother.

The Betty Boop quilt I made for my mother.

My mother was thrilled with her quilt!

My mother was thrilled with her quilt!


I finally finished my hand embroidery panel.

I finally finished my hand embroidery panel.

Along The Road Of Life




“It doesn’t matter where you are, you are nowhere compared to where you can go.” -Bob Proctor


You’ve traveled the road every day of your life. After all, it is your life.

Suddenly the road veers, an obstacle appears, or conditions change.

The road changes throughout the seasons just as you experience different moods and truths throughout your lifetime. One day you dazzle in the sun glinted sand and the next you complain the grit hurts your feet and the glare makes it difficult to see. You delight in the cool wind on a heat stressed day, but don’t welcome its chill and sting on a cold winter day.

Still, you know exactly where this road leads. It leads to the ocean…but is the ocean always the same? Sometimes it’s calm, other times the waves are choppy and uncertain. Maybe your road travels up a mountain and you reach the top and must find your way back down. Is it the road you travel or the destination that’s significant to your journey?

Perhaps it isn’t the road that changes at all. Maybe it’s your expectation that the road should stay the same or your inability to steer off course and simply allow nature to unfold.

Many blessings stretch along the roadside. Don’t forget to stop and smell the flowers. Listen to the song of the birds. Take in the scenery of both cloudy sky and lush groundcover. Rest and become a spot on the beautiful canvas of creation.

Be thankful you are gifted the road to travel.

Be kind to those you meet.

Be open and wise enough to learn and share the lessons along your way.

Love and live wherever your road takes you.

Chains Of Love That Bind Us

I have spent the last seven months focused on attentiveness. Now is the time for me to concentrate on connection. I’ve come to realize details are not nearly as important as connection.

We are joined on so many levels. We live our daily lives in our neighborhoods, communities, churches, and work places. We touch one another. A ripple forms and extends to a large circle to include a network of love.

Our hearts beat as one. We are united in love and sustained by this amazing network of care. We are comforted by hugs and held up in prayer and thought. I am currently overwhelmed by the collectiveness and connectedness of universal prayer, energy, and healing.

A friend told me I must learn to accept the same compassion as I have given to others in the past. It’s difficult for a giver to become a receiver. I’m working on it. I’ve opened my heart, raw as it is, to fill with the love that comes in many forms.

Sometimes we are forced to change our expectations of what is normal. We learn to appreciate both the simplicity and complexity of life; this gift of time and energy we are given. We find joy in the daily tasks of living. Possibly that is what we were supposed to have been doing all along.

Perhaps we are changed and defined by our lives. Perhaps it is life that changes and defines us. Regardless of the answer, we are the life that flows within and around us.

In the Still of the Rush

“The two hardest tests on the spiritual road are the patience to wait for the right moment and the courage not to be disappointed with what we encounter.” ~Paulo Coelho, Veronika Decides to Die 

We practice patience in an impatient world and seek perfection in an imperfect one as well.

We count the minutes, attempt to store our time, and plan our days all in a timeless universe.

We walk the line; bold, solid, and as unyielding as a fence. Sometimes all we see is the fence line. We neglect to see that flowers thrive where grass refuses to grow. Better yet, maybe the line should be constructed of rope; easily bent to reroute, twistable to return, and knotted for strength to hold us up when the going gets tough.

Perhaps most of our disappointments occur because we set unrealistic expectations. Why not be a little easier on ourselves? We are here to live the journey, to love and learn along the way. Choose joy; it waits for each of us.

For today, let’s not stomp our feet in impatience. Let’s not pretend to be who we are not for we all know perfection is an impossibility. Let’s not squander our time nor try to trap it in a bottle. Let us walk in this world as we are…better yet; run and dance circles around the “line”.  Peace will come.

Don’t rush; remember all things meant to be come in time, even in a timeless world.

“Clocks slay time… time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life”. ~William Faulkner

Living in the Gap

May 16, 2012 – Rainbows in the Road

Purple and blue swirled, peaked, and gave way to orange and yellow.  Shadows loomed and formed a shining design that appeared as if it was rising to the sun. It reminded me of a kaleidoscope as the design seemed to be ever changing from each direction I looked. Yes, I realize this rainbow on the road was an oil slick, and while I don’t advocate environmental pollution this was something that caught my eye.

Living in the Gap

May 17, 2012 – Ducking the Morning

I heard the fluttering and quacking before I saw the two mallards waddling across the lawn. I chased after them with my camera. They scurried around the corner squawking all the way. As I approached the ruckus picked up so I backed off and let them enjoy the wet morning lawn.

Living in the Gap

May 18, 2012 – Messing with the Neighbors

As I approached the trashcan which is located at the side of the house with bushes secluding me from my neighbor I heard what sounded like a squirrel scuttling through the tree limbs. I was doing my usual talking to myself (stop judging me, you know you do it, too!), naming things I needed to do while I was outside. I glanced up to see the “squirrel” I heard was actually a handyman cleaning off the neighbor’s roof. What did I do? Run inside embarrassed? No way, I continued talking to myself…only louder and even answered myself. I chuckled as I went inside. I’m still waiting for the paddy wagon to pick me up….

Out Of Season Or In Perfect Time?

Whatever you do, do it with all your might. Work at it, early and late, in season and out of season, not leaving a stone unturned, and never deferring for a single hour that which can be done just as well now. ~P. T. Barnum

Dirt Man and I were walking through one of our city parks a few weeks ago and came across these lovely trees. Perhaps they are simply trees in which we are unfamiliar or possibly due to the unusually warm temperatures here they are blooming out of season. Often we do things seasonally as there seems to be a time in which we do all things.

We tend to forget the beauty in the element of surprise. We were surprised at the beauty of these flowers in midwinter.

We can choose to be beautiful anytime. We don’t need a season to be kind. Kindness is carried within the heart all year long. We need only reach out to others to share our generosity.

Compassion runs deep and stretches far and wide. Jump on the train and ride with us. See who you can touch, in or off season.

Don’t let the time of year of people in your life keep your from being your beautiful self.

Dare yourself to bloom in the dead of winter.

Break out of your bud. Flourish.

Be the flower out of season.

Be beautiful. Be yourself.

Living in the Gap

February 23, 2012 – The reality of pain

“It’s really big.” He says this of the herniated disc and goes on to mention removing it and fusing vertebrae. Then there is the mention of screws, plates, and a rod. He gives us the ins and outs of surgery (possibly five hours in the OR) and post op mobility. I can’t help but stare at the films. I had no idea it was that bad. I knew he was in pain, but now I realize he has just kept on going when he most likely wanted to throw in the towel. I don’t like knowing he is in pain. Dirt Man seems relatively calm, but I feel his anxiety as the lines furrow across his forehead. I’m not sure whether to be at peace or worried by the excitement of the young skilled surgeon. Instead of being either, I place it in God’s hands.

****Dirt Man is scheduled for back surgery on Tuesday. I’m sure the next few weeks will be busy and draining. As I often do in life, I’ll be flying back the seat of my pants…will post if and when I can. I might have lots of time, and then again I might have little…will promise to get back to my blog when I can.