May we always write what we are afraid to write by putting one word after another. It’s that easy – and that difficult. Debs

I long for a language of love and simple truths; where wrong words don’t exist. I long to begin a silent conversation with effortless words that find the person they were spoken for; on the tail of swirling breezes from a windless dream. I long for a time when words can be shared universally without hesitation and fear of judgement; honoring all beliefs. I long for a time to pause at the… Read More

There is a Gaelic blessing that says; “You are the pure love of the moon, you are the pure love of the stars, you are the pure love of the sun . . . and the dew . . . and the rain . . . and, finally, you are the pure love of each living creature.” It strains our modern sensibilities and triggers our calloused cynicism to entertain the thought that… Read More

Some of you may not know I am a writer and a Doctor of Natural Health.  I share that information to set the stage as you begin to read the words that follow.  I have struggled for some time on how to blend both “parts” of me together, and today, I discovered that I no longer need to blend them together because they sustain both me and each other – they are a natural… Read More

Sometimes when I write I need to touch my soul and one of the easiest ways to do that for me is with music.  Headphones on, volume turned up high.  My body begins to move first, then my soul and heart and finally my higher self opens up wide. Stimulating. Exposing. The truth of me free of judgement. All that exists is the center of me. This is one of my favorite… Read More

  A taste of my new book about silencing the echoes from the past.  I welcome all comments. Debbie “The above story is a preamble to the words contained within the chapters that follow.  A storytelling of sorts, that shows that even a helpless nine-month old child has intense feelings and memories of things adults assume they could never remember. Some memories may not be conscious at such a young age, but… Read More

  A prose I penned, “The Freedom to Embrace the Moment” was published on the Rebelle Society On-Line Magazine today. Here is the link – or simply click the picture!  

  While on this Earth, leave a mark, Not a stain. Debbie

  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

Stillness is meaningless without motion, Sound cannot be heard without silence Light is not noticed without darkness, Wholeness cannot exist without balance. ~ Debbie Engelmann