There was hoar-frost here in Lakeville, Minnesota last week – the temp reached 28 degrees. The trees and prairie grass were covered with a breathtakingly beautiful coating of sparkling diamonds that only Mother Nature herself can create. For those of you who may not know what hoar-frost is, the definition is “a grayish-white crystalline deposit of frozen water vapor formed in clear still weather on vegetation, fences, etc.” What a DULL explanation… Read More
The Toughest One to Heal is Self. I’ve been helping people heal and find balance for many years and my first difficult person to heal has arrived. ME! My biggest struggle is with the concept of how to heal SELF – how to dedicate 30 percent of my day toward my own self-care. It isn’t about making the time actually, it is how do I go about caring for my mind, my emotions, my… Read More
Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself. Been there, done that, never again.
In a society that profits from your self-doubt, liking yourself is a rebellious act.
It has been said that “firewood is not the fire”. Let’s think that through for a moment. Assuming this example is correct, firewood is the “fuel” to fire’s needs. Firewood would still be firewood without the fire and remains so until fire uses it. When fire uses the firewood to fuel itself, it morphs the firewood into ash. The fire actually changes the shape, look and feel of the firewood by… Read More
The fog is very dense this morning here in Minnesota … very eerie, ghostly and mysterious. As the night tries to give up its possessive grip on darkness and allow itself to morph into a tiny glimmer of the approaching dawn, my thoughts and feelings are drawn toward reflection on seeing and not seeing, feeling and not feeling. Oh, maybe even being and not being. And the ability to not think and simply be. My cat… Read More
Am feeling the love at this moment – chance connection to an amazing group of folks just went down starting with CG. Ayling. That spread out like wildfire with re-tweets between us, re-tweets of my book in-process, Silencing Echoes, those tweets brought more re-tweets and new very “tweet” friends. How wonderful a human connection can be – even within a bunch of numbers of code. Ones and Zeroes – who would have… Read More