Mostly I don’t have a clue what to do next so I listen and when it becomes clear that action is required I act but not one second before.
Just for a moment I invite you to be unhurried. Be slow and quiet. Lean in and listen to what’s below the noise.
I lit a candle this morning for me, for you and for all of us who are dealing with the impact of trauma. For the numbness that leaves us absent and longing for what we often can’t even name.
I wish you a gentle and kind relationship with yourself as you navigate these challenging times.
Human beings are like plants. We do really well in the right conditions and poorly in the “wrong” conditions. It’s up to us to discover what the right conditions are for us to heal.
I sense that death will welcome us into her arms when she is ready for us. It won’t be one moment too late or one moment too soon. She will have her final say.
Did you ever have a day when the best thing feels like beginning again tomorrow. It wasn’t a terrible day just a strange day filled with little inconveniences.
The heart longs for the sweetness and sincerity of kind words, sensitive touch and merciful presence.
An ordinary moment becomes a sacred moment when we’re willing to pause.
Even the deepest suffering will soften in your presence when you realize that you are the tender and unconditional space that pain arises in.