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A Fresh Start

1/23/2026

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This post has been brewing for weeks as I’ve ridden the waves of the energy it embodies and then a downturn into grief or sadness that has interrupted any creative juices that might have been there.  It’s hard to write in these times we’re in, but here we are, so here we go.

Welcome to 2026!  As much as I try to avoid the New Year hype and definitely don’t get into resolutions, I cannot deny that I have had moments of feeling, welcoming, and allowing the collective surge of energy that for some strange reason January brings with it.  When I open to it and lean in, I feel something fresh bubbling.  A reminder that we get to begin anew – actually one of my favorite things from meditation – knowing that with any moment, any breath, we can begin again.  So, rather than resist the New Year’s stuff this year, why not tap into the collective energy of people around the world deciding to make different choices, try new things, opt for more supportive ways of being?  Why not let it support us as we take some time to pause and reflect on the past year and feel into what is wanting to be born this year, what wants to be supported, and what will support and nurture us? 

Showing up with this intention does not erase anything else that’s going on in the world or anything that’s happened in the past that is part of who we are. 

Often, I’ve chosen a word of the year to reflect a quality I want to bring in, how I want to be, or what support I need – an intention or aspiration of sorts.  Last year I had four: Hope, Open, Healing, and Oasis – they represented how I wanted to be, what I wanted to experience and what I wanted to create.  They’re still really good guideposts, and yet, with this fresh energy, I’m feeling a desire for new words – not just one (why did I ever limit myself to just one!?).  This year the image that enchants me is a stew pot – calling me, inviting me to ponder what ingredients are already in the stew and what spices do I want to add into my life this year.  They will simmer and mingle together creating a unique blend for me.  What might be in your stew?

Slowing Down: A couple words that have arisen in this new year are Slow and Steady. One thing I know for sure is when things feel urgent, scary, out of control,  (or all of the above), our natural tendency is to rush, to hurry to do something.  Perhaps these are the moments when we most need to slow down.  To wait for clarity to arise rather than to jump into motion reactively or prematurely.  


                                            “These times are urgent. Let us slow down.”
                                                                ― Bayo Akomolafe


Even when life is beautifully busy or full, I don’t want to feel rushed, hurried, or overwhelmed.  There’s nothing that doesn’t work better when I pause and move mindfully.  Slowing down and finding ground always enhances my quality of presence.  

I want to choose to take time, make time, create space for what truly matters and what supports, nurtures, and nourishes me.  I need to quiet the noise of the outer world and set my own pace, find my own rhythm and flow. I find I'm needing a lot of rest these days. 
I need breathing room to support my body, mind, heart, and spirit.  I don’t want to squeeze in the practices, experiences, and people that are essential to my well-being.  I want them to be the priority that other things work around. 

I want to be conscious and mindful of what I consume – literally in food and beverage, but also what I listen to, look at, read, and allow myself to take in.  To observe what drains me and what fills me up so that I can make wise choices.  Is this selfish?  I don’t think so.  I find that more mindfulness allows me to better show up and serve and support others than I could if I simply allowed myself to be mindlessly taken out. 

Protecting our Energy: How can I settle and protect my sacred energy, my lifeforce, my nervous system?  What do I say yes to?  What’s a no?  With limited energy and finite hours, how do we honestly say, “this is a priority – this matters.  This is important or helpful to me in some way.”  Or to consciously choose, “Yes, right now I am going to take an hour or two and numb out in front of the TV.  I’m going to eat these snacks, even though I might not feel great later.  This is what I want to do right now.”  Mindful, conscious choices versus mindless habits, reactions, patterns, and ways.  This requires awareness, attention, and intention. 

Tuning into my core values and how I want to feel can be helpful guideposts, anchors, guiding lights that help me monitor myself.  If peace is important to me, will scrolling social media and getting sucked into irrational comments support that peace or would I be better served to color on my phone (Zen Color is an app I like when I want to be on my phone but not amping myself up) or play one of my word games? Is this a moment I would rather put the phone down altogether and take a walk, take a nap, or phone a friend. 

Finding ways that work for us to support what we say we want – this is how we come into alignment and integrity, honoring ourselves.  Being mindful and conscious does not mean that we won’t “slip” back into old ways, habits, reactions a million times a day, but it does help us develop the ability to notice when we do and to choose differently if we like. 

We strengthen our belief in ourselves the more we honor our intentions.  Even sitting down to write for just 30 minutes right now (and checking the timer to make sure it’s actually running because it feels like it’s been HOURS!) after many weeks off is an action aligned with a core desire.  I want to get back to regular writing.  It’s so hard after being away – scary almost to return though I have no idea why. 

Putting this into action: 
In order to develop any sort of new rhythm or flow, we must begin.  And begin gently with the inquiry, “What would be helpful, supportive, onward-leading?”  Not necessarily comfortable or painless, but also not harsh, punitive, self-abusive, performative or competitive.  Show up for what matters to you because it matters to you!  Beyond “should,” beyond clocks, timers, or schedules, beyond looking at what other people are doing.  Give yourself a good challenge with a little effort.  This builds strength, resilience, growth, and new ways of being in the world.  This is not  “no pain, no gain” bullshit!  This is a gentle stretch toward something that matters to you – toward the stew you want to swim in (ok, maybe this isn’t the best analogy!) – the stew you want to nourish you at this time in your life. 

If you say you want peace, what does that feel like in your body?  How do you know when you have it?  What will you do to create more of it in your days?  What gets in the way of peace for you?

Allow for day-to-day flexibility and variability because this also isn’t about rigidity.  Who do you want to be?  How do you want to be?  What do you want to create and what actions do you want to take this year?  Who and what supports you?  Who and what brings you down? Where do you find peace, fun, beauty, wonder?  These things matter! When you take time to get curious, how does this inform your choices? 

I offer a reading to support us all:
The new year invites us to begin again.
 
Beginning again does not mean erasing the past.
It means bowing to it.
Learning from it
And gently placing it down.
 
Every breath is a new year.
Every moment, a fresh start.
 
When we pause together at the turning of the calendar, we feel a collective energy, a shared longing for reset, for healing, for steadiness. 
This is not weakness. It is wisdom.  The heart knows when it is time to rest, to re-center and remember what truly matters.
 
Intentions are seeds to be planted.
If we want peace, we must practice peace.
If we want kindness, we must practice kindness.
If we want clarity, we must practice stillness.
 
Spiritual practice grounds our intentions in the body and the heart. 
Meditation, prayer, mindful walking, compassionate listening are not escapes from the world.  They are ways of meeting the world with steadiness and love.
 
We do not need to become someone new.  
We only need to return to ourselves.
 
…to our breath.
…to our values.
…to what softens and strengthens us at the same time.
 
May this new year be one of gentle courage, 
of small consistent acts of goodness, 
of beginning again and again without judgment.
May it bring us clarity, compassion and a deep trust in our own wise hearts.
 
May all beings be well and happy and peaceful.
 - 
Bhante Sujatha
 
How do you begin again?  How do you engage more mindfully in your days, especially when you feel drained or overwhelmed?  Let’s learn from each other!  

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Today We Honor a Great Leader

1/19/2026

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Today I invite you to join me, to step out of the fray, pause, tune into our hearts, and join hearts together as we remember and honor a truly great human.
 
When you think of Martin Luther King Jr., what stirs within you?  What qualities does he embody?  What inspiration did he, does he still, offer?  How has his life impacted our world?  



 
When I think of Dr. King, I am struck by his vision.  Despite the reality of division, hatred, violence, and his own lived experience of discrimination, inequality, and systemic racism, still he dared to dream.  He showed up.  He showed up, spoke out, and led people - somehow calling for love, inclusivity over hatred and division, even in a heated time of intense anger and fear.  
 
He knew the power of community, of caring for one another, lifting one another up, inspiring each other to go on.  He had deep, heartfelt wisdom, and he shared it powerfully, eloquently. 
 
 
He displayed and embodied great courage - not hiding or holding back, but taking risks, putting his life on the line, and tragically, giving it, for the cause he believed so deeply in.  For the betterment of humanity.  
 
His legacy lives on because his leadership was not about him - it wasn't about greed or making himself feel or seem important.  It was leadership for the greater good, for all humanity, to alleviate suffering, not to cause harm.  He led toward liberation - true liberation - not just in words but in actual life.  Liberation and freedom for all.  Coming together to create a greater world.  He had a dream, and that dream guided him.  
 
✨He was and is a Beacon of Love and Light.  Someone who magnetically drew people toward him to share in his vision, to join in answering the call for a greater humanity.  Visionary.  Dreamer.  Activist.  Advocate.  A few of the words that rise up for me as I think about him and feel him in my heart.  
 
A few years ago I saw a play, “The Mountaintop,” at our local theater.  It's a re-imagining of the last night of MLK's life as he prepared to give his last speech, as he contemplated his dreams of what was possible.  (It's no spoiler alert to tell you those dreams have not yet become a reality in our country).  I left the play in tears, speechless, and heartbroken.  I haven't watched this version yet, but I'm glad to be able to offer you a chance to see the performance here.  What a powerful way to spend some time this day (or any other).  I look forward to taking it in again, and I'd love to hear how it lands in you. 
 
 
As you pause right now to honor this man, his legacy, his mission, and his message, maybe close your eyes, put your hands on your heart and ask yourself these questions:
  • What do I respect, admire, or love about Dr. King?
  • What does Martin Luther King Jr. call me to right now?
  • How can I embody and live into the qualities I see and feel in him?
  • How can I honor his legacy and life with my own life, with my presence in this world?

🎶Thanks for joining me in this reflection.  I'll leave you with a song from James Taylor to hold us on this day - “Shed a Little Light.”  “…let us recognize that there are ties between us - all men and women living on the earth - ties of hope and love…"  (thank you for this truth, James!) 
 
I honor your heart, your love, your willingness to be here in this world at this time. Thank you.  Never doubt that you, showing up from a place of love and compassion, matters.  Even when we're not sure how this story ends.  We're still here.  It's not over yet.  


"We must walk on in the days ahead with an audacious faith in the future.”
From Martin Luther King's "Where Do We Go From Here?" address.

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Gratitude - A Self-Care Practice

12/3/2025

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Maybe you thought you were free from the onslaught of posts about gratitude now that Thanksgiving is behind us, but because it has been such a meaningful force in my life (and a truly surprising one), I’d like to give it a little more time, space, and consideration. 

I’m always a little hesitant to talk about it for fear it will sound overly simple or even insulting to people who are suffering and struggling in deep and painful ways.  The surprise for me is that in my deepest, darkest hours, gratitude is one of the things that has carried me, helped me to engage with life. 
I’m not talking about gratitude as a mere reciting of words we’re “supposed to” say one day per year because someone has dictated that this is the time we give thanks.  I’m not talking about pretending everything is great when it isn’t, glossing over the hard stuff, or being toxicly positive when life feels painful, hard, scary, or despairing. 

I am talking about even in those times taking a pause to reflect on what I appreciate, who I appreciate, and what I am filled with gratitude for.  It’s a feeling when it’s real – a feeling that resonates throughout my whole being.  And somehow in the depths of loss and heartache, my appreciation and desire to not take things or people for granted has also deepened. 

I’m not talking about a flowery gratitude journal like I imagine Oprah has (though if that’s your jam, go for it!).  I’m talking about simply taking time each day to pause and reflect, to notice what it is I’m grateful for this day.  Turning toward those things rather than getting swept away in how things could be or should be or will never be. 

What I know is gratitude has changed my experience of life.  It changes how I engage with life.  It changes what I notice and what I’m looking for.  It changes how I feel.  Even though it does not delete, erase, remove, or diminish losses and pain I never would have asked for.  I’m not even suggesting we find the gratitude in that pain or those losses – which is surely there but can be far too hard to access in the midst of it.

You’re not going to hear me say, “Don’t be sad that they’re gone.  Be grateful they were here.”  I get it, AND I am both incredibly sad they’re gone no matter how grateful I am that they were in my life.  Life isn’t so simple.  Grief and gratitude coexist oddly well until we think that we can only have one or the other.  They just are.  It’s our minds that muddy the water by thinking we must choose this or that.  I’m here to say, our hearts are perfectly capable of feeling both grief and gratitude, joy and heartache, longing and appreciation all at the same time! 

Talking with a friend about whether to write this blog or not, she shared with me a beautiful heartfelt experience she and her family shared this Thanksgiving, initiated by a painted wooden spoon her 2-year-old granddaughter had created that came with the directions “Share what you are grateful for.  Everyone else will listen with kind hearts.”  This wasn’t a simple rote recitation where people talked over one another, but a sacred ceremony where people paused to reflect, spoke from their hearts, let their tears flow and truly experienced the heart-to-heart connection that was possible for a few moments of respite from a noisy world. 

Right after getting off the phone with her, I had a message from another friend, a friend who lost her daughter several years ago.  In this message she spoke of the depth of appreciation she feels in life along with the depths of pain.  I took it as a sign that I was to write this piece, trusting that it will resonate with someone.  If only one person, then that’s enough. 

So, I offer you my gratitude for reading.  It’s been hard for me write publicly these days, knowing the many layers of suffering and struggling that are so very real for so many.  I don’t want to offer simple platitudes, ignore the very real pain and struggle, or seem insensitive or tone deaf.  I certainly don’t want to insult or cause pain or harm.  And, I’m not in charge of that.  If I try to never do those things, I’ll never speak or write again.  So, I listen to my heart and soul and I share what rises up from these spaces.  I offer gratitude because without it, my life would look and feel very different than it does.  Because it’s real – it’s not a fluffy new-agey idea.  It’s available to us all anytime anywhere. 

What might it look like?  I’m grateful for these tears that flowed unbidden and honestly from my broken heart today.  I’m grateful for a warm blanket on a chilly night.  I’m grateful my son answered my text and we had a moment of connection.  I’m grateful for the deep love that has led to my deep grief in missing my son, my mom, my friend.  I’m grateful for people I can be honest with, for people who don’t try to fix or take away my pain, but somehow know how to just be there and give me space.  I’m grateful for the beauty of sunset or snow-covered tree branches or the sound of a cardinal’s cry.  I’m grateful I had the time, energy, and seed to fill our bird feeders on a cold winter’s day. 
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You can take a moment upon waking to think about what you’re grateful for as you enter your day – that can be really powerful and will create a far different energy than the all-too-common dread or exhaustion.  I usually don’t think of it until just before going to bed when I take time to reflect on my day and the many moments and connections I had.  That’s another nice time to pause and reflect and can help you ease into sleep a little more sweetly than regrets and self-recrimination would.  At any moment, gratitude is available to you – sometimes it hits me while I’m driving in my car, and I’m grateful for the miracle of this machine that safely carries me so many places over so many miles.  Right now, I’m grateful for taking the time to sit down at my desk and for these words flowing through my fingers to the keyboard to you!  I’m grateful to make the time to connect again, and I’m deeply grateful to you for receiving these 1111 words and this invitation.


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Lessons from a Twisted Ankle

10/8/2025

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I’ve learned a lot about pain over the course of my life in various ways and to various degrees.  I continue to deepen my understanding and relationship with it.  Here are some of the things that have risen up in the past couple of weeks.  Spoiler alert… it’s about an ankle, and maybe something more...

September 20th… it’s a beautiful sunny Saturday, and I’m enjoying a nice leisurely stroll with a group of lovely, loving humans on the hillside above Canandaigua Lake during a retreat I am participating in.  The weekend is all about love, respect for earth and all her beings, and connecting to the fiercer, gentler feminine energies within us.  There’s been a lot of talk about receiving, and our last meditation showed me clearly that I’m not great at it.  

As I walk along, chatting with a new friend, taking in the beauty of western NY in early Fall, I fail to see the small hole in the path and in an instant, I’m on my butt, foot and ankle stinging sharply.  I pause to allow the shockwaves to move through.  I’m pretty sure it’s not broken, and one woman offers some Reiki.  As I catch my breath, I’m not quite sure what I need, and I let the small group that’s gathered know that.  They respectfully wait until I know I need a couple of hands up and someone to lean on as I gimp back to the retreat center.  Since that initial shock, this is what I’ve learned. 

1. Surrender.  When you find yourself on your butt because you didn’t see the hole in the path, there’s not much else to do.  Go down.  Hang tight till the sharp stinging settles down.   Admit you don’t know what you need.  Breathe and breathe again.  Tune in and listen to the body’s wisdom.  Allow people to help you – you are human and therefore subject to injury, after all.  Breathe some more.  Hate it all you want, but here is where you are.  

2. Shit happens, like it or not.  Lessons come in undesirable ways.  Don’t waste time being embarrassed or ashamed – no one thinks you planned this.  ‘Nuff said.
  
3. Receive and then receive some more.  If you’re an, “I’m good.  I got it.  Let me help you” type, it can be humbling and hard to let others do for you.  It is for me.  Humble yourself and receive anyway.  Allow love and care.  Be grateful and gracious in receiving.  There are natural caregivers, soul tenders, in the world who are tremendously grateful to be able to serve.  I am deeply grateful for people who showed up for me and honestly, I’ve never felt more loved and cared for by people I didn’t even know than I have throughout this experience.  

4. Ask for what you need.  Even though people want to help, they may not know how to help you in this particular moment.  They can’t know what you need or want unless you ask, and damn, is that vulnerable!  You may have stories about not being needy, that it’s weak to need anything at all, or that you shouldn’t impose on others.  You may have spent most of your life being the one who takes care of everyone else, the one who’s strong, steady, reliable… the one who holds it together and doesn’t inconvenience anyone with your needs.  Before you can ask anyone else for what you need, you must first admit to yourself that you have needs and wants (just like every other human in the world!).  Then you have to be clear enough to articulate them to yourself, brave enough to ask, trusting that someone will honor your request.  And, if they don’t, move on to someone who will.  Not everyone is or can be your person.  

5. Let go of trying to do anything in your usual way!  You are being required to slow down, move mindfully and watch where you’re going.  You simply cannot move at your usual pace, the rushing around you take for granted.  Everything takes longer and requires forethought.  You can’t expect to be able to take a quick shower, dash out the door, and make it to breakfast on time!  So, surrender, accept the reality that is this body in this moment, and lovingly allow it to move in the way and at the pace it can, even if you hate every bloody moment of it!  

6. Receive some more.  If, by the time you do get to breakfast, you’re tired or hurting, let someone bring you a plate of food, a glass of water.  Receive.  Ask.  Receive.  Perhaps, like me, you haven’t had to receive like this in a very long time – for me it’s been 32 years since I broke my back and had a 4-month-old baby that I’ve needed quite so much physical care! Two years ago, I definitely needed loads of care as I navigated raw grief.  As I receive, I soften.  My heart opens a bit and I connect with the care-offerers in a new and grateful way.  

7. Allow space and time for healing.  Our bodies, our hearts have a tremendous capacity to heal, but they cannot be forced or rushed.  Because we dislike discomfort, we may want to push through, find the miracle ointment, the miracle cure that will let us be over and done with this bit rather than move organically through the healing journey.  Pain is tiring – allow extra time for rest.  It’s necessary.  Now is the time to lovingly honor your body and its rhythm.  Like grief, physical healing cannot be hurried along.  You can support it, and it’s going to take its own sweet time, whether that’s an inconvenient pain in the ass to you or not.  So, settle in and be here for it, open and allowing… because, really, the alternative will only frustrate and aggravate things, and possibly make things worse.  

8. Find new ways to move.  When you can’t do what you’ve always done, what is possible?  What options are available to you?  I’ve found I can hole up alone and feel sorry for myself or find new ways to engage.  No, I can’t dance wildly like I would LOVE to!  But I can sit in a chair and dance with my arms, shoulders, head, and legs – supported, held, safe from the risk of further injury.  I can lie on the floor and put my legs up a wall (bonus elevation!) and let the dancing and stomping of others move through my body.  I can seep in the vibration of music, lyrics, and movement, and know it’s healing for body and spirit.  I don’t have to create it all.  I can allow others to energize me, delight in the joy of their joy, allow my envy at their athleticism, send love and gratitude from my heart – even when things aren’t going my way.  

9. Cry and find comfort.  Let the pain and frustration out.  If you’re sad, be sad.  If you’re mad, be mad.  Don’t hold it all inside.  (with a nod to The Pretenders and a lovely version of “I’ll Stand by You” from Brandi just for you here).  Tears and yells are part of healing too – our body’s natural ways to release, release, release.  Let your heart break open, lay down a little of the protective shield.  This is another way of healthily, lovingly honoring what’s here at this moment in your life.  

Take comfort in whatever form it comes.  For me comfort came in the form of Bugles and cocktail wienies in crescent rolls – things I never eat any more but tasted ridiculously delicious and somehow comforting.  What was desired then probably won’t appeal to me again for a good long while, if ever!  

10. Take nothing for granted.   This idea can be anxiety-producing, but I actually find there is a gift in taking nothing for granted which comes in the form of presence and appreciation.  One minute you’re perfectly healthy, walking along enjoying a beautiful sunny day, and in the next you’re laid out on the ground and it’ll be weeks before you can enjoy a pain-free leisurely stroll.  You went out on your own two feet and personal power and you had to come in more slowly, leaning on a friend.  It’s too easy to miss the appreciation for the strength and agility of our body and all that it does, to forget that we can’t always independently take care of ourselves.  

Taking nothing for granted doesn’t mean living in fear or anxiety, but it does invite a savoring of a sweet walk with a loved one, not taking people for granted, and taking a moment to appreciate our bodies for all they do and all they are capable of.  We don’t know how many more moments we have or what they will look like, so let’s not miss them along the way!  

I hate that I have a twisted ankle and that two weeks later it’s still impacting my ability to move and enjoy life the way I’d like to.  Hate that on retreat I couldn’t participate as I normally would.  Hate that people I barely knew were asking, “Are you the one with the hurt foot?”  Not exactly how I want to be remembered – please, see the sparkle of my fairy hair and smile instead!  Remember that delight.  Hear my heart and hear my story – remember me for those bits of who I am.  

These are not lessons I’ve wanted to learn, and there are lessons here for me.  So, for now, for this moment in my life, I honor my limits, I rest more, move more gingerly, slowly with a hitch in my giddy-up.  I don’t like it, but it’s ok.  I don’t like it, and that’s ok.  I respect, “I can’t do this, but I can do that” as I lean into what is possible and let go of the rest.  I am in awe of my remarkable capacity to heal, to compensate, to adapt, to rebound, and I’m here for it, knowing that in any moment everything could change.  

Take from this what you like into your own life. I hope there's something of value that resonates with you.  For me, I know I could easily substitute grief, exhaustion, overwhelm, or illness for a twisted ankle.  

What have you learned from less-than-ideal moments in your life?  I don’t believe “everything happens for a reason,” but I do find there’s something to be gleaned from most experiences.  

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Choices

5/22/2025

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When things feel out of control, chaotic, and relentless in their bombardment on our hearts and minds… when we feel overwhelmed, scared, or anxious, it’s easy to feel powerless.  When we feel powerless, we may feel like we have no choice other than to do what we’re expected to do, what we’ve always done.  We forget that we always have choices.  We may not like the consequences of some decisions, but it doesn’t mean the choice isn’t available or worth considering or at least daydreaming about.

A month or so ago I had the great fortune to join Deb Denome of Finger Lakes Forest Immersion for a heart- and mind-opening one-day retreat: “Deepening our Dialogue with Nature.”  What a gift to immerse in nature – to feel her support and to hear her wisdom.  One of the invitations Deb offered us was to go into the field or woods and daydream, while inviting a non-human being such as a tree, bird, flower, or rock to daydream with us.  In that daydream, notice images that arise and also listen for any messages or reminders from these wise beings. 

I found myself sitting along a mowed path near a bird house close to the Quaking Aspen where a bluebird had visited for lingering moments on my previous experience.  As I sat and closed my eyes, I received several messages including: “LISTEN.” Mostly the birds stayed hidden in the hedge but their calls and songs were loud.  I also got “Soar to new heights,” which I’ll admit felt cliché, but since it dropped in, I received it for consideration.  Turkey vulture offered, "It can be effortless.  Even with torn and tattered wings."  As our group shared the various messages received from birds, honeysuckle, and grape vine, one that landed in my heart was, “I am free to imagine.” 

Since then, I’ve gotten curious about how well and how often I actually let myself imagine or dream into possibility.  The extent to which I don’t is somewhat startling to me – it challenges my story of who I am and what I stand for. 

It’s been surprising to me to see how limited I am in my own imagining of choices and possibilities!  I like to think I’m this great expansive thinker, open to possibility, curious, willing to explore… but when my husband threw a major life-changing possibility my way, I found myself back on my heels – unsure where to even begin thinking about it.  But also, curious.  This idea was outside of the assumptions I make about our life – where we’ll be, who will be in our life, what everyday living would entail.  I have been reflecting on this for a while.  Do I really believe what I preach?  How willing am I to take what feel like big risks or make huge changes?  How much security and comfort do I find in the status quo, even when the status quo doesn’t feel particularly safe or comfortable?  To what extent do I really follow my heart, listen to my soul?  What do I do when there are competing desires which can complicate the choices I face? 

I’m taking this time to challenge the assumptions, beliefs, stories that are so deeply rooted in the core of my being.  I go back to “I am free to imagine,” as an invitation to silence the thinking mind that wants certainty and familiarity and lean into my heart and soul to open up my imagining, daydreaming mind.  What could be possible if I didn’t immediately derail myself with, “Oh, we could never do that!”?  What might we choose if I didn’t worry about what other people would think? 

When facing big decisions, we need time and space for reflection, curiosity, wonder, and inquiry.  Sometimes we have to be willing to let ourselves ask unimagined questions sometimes with an openness for insights and ideas to come forward.  In that space we might discover something we hadn’t even considered.  When facing horrors in the world that seem fixed or certain, can we allow ourselves to imagine a different possibility, to help dream a different world into being? 

Often I go about life in a habitual way, as I suspect most of us do – it’s helpful.  It’s familiar.  It may or may not be a rut.  Some people love routine.  I am not one of those people, in general, though some structure can help contain me within my days.  On that habitual hamster wheel, it’s easy to find ourselves at bedtime unaware of the many, many choices we made throughout the day – even if those choices were to do what we always do.  Every single day we make a million choices – large and small that create our present and lead to our future. 

What can get in the way of making a change is thinking that we need to “get it right,” as if the “right choice” will give us control in an out-of-whack reality or guarantee us the outcome we desire.  Choices don’t give us control, and they do not guarantee an outcome.  But, interrupting the auto-pilot program that so often unconsciously drives us, we can bring in more intentionality and awareness.  When we see that we have choice and are aware that we are making decisions, we may feel a sense of agency in our lives that we weren’t aware was there.  If we can let go of the idea that there is a “right choice” for an unknowable future and accept that everything we do is just a guess or an experiment, we might be more willing to play, try, give something a chance and see how it goes. Choices come moment by moment, and they add up. 

For over a decade I have made the choice to practice gratitude – noticing and acknowledging things throughout the day that I am appreciative of.  Gratitude, without a doubt, has changed the way I look at, experience, and engage with life.  The circumstances of life are out of my control – devastating things have happened and continue to happen, personally and societally. 

What is in our control is how we respond to the circumstances, the stories we tell about what’s going on, the beliefs we hold and the beliefs we question.  We choose what we focus on, what we watch, who we listen to, how we choose to spend our free time and whom we share it with.  It’s also in our control how much attention and energy we give to certain people, certain happenings, and what dialogue and activity we choose to engage in.  We get to choose how and where we spend our money, what we invest our time and energy in, who and what we will support or participate in.  We can choose to align with our values and stay true to who we are inside when we are able to pause and notice the many choices we have in an out-of-control world.  Our choices impact our mental, physical, emotional, and spiritual well-being.   So many choices affect how we show up to life! 

Another thing that can get in the way of trying something new is feeling that a choice is forever – once we make it, we’re locked in.  But as you examine your own life, is that really true?  Are you still with the same partner you had in sixth grade?  Still working the same job you had in high school?  Do you still live in the home you grew up in? Does your current work utilize your college degree or business training?  Maybe, and maybe not.  Likely there have been some significant changes you’ve made over the years.  Choices you’ve made that have altered the trajectory – maybe you even veered away from the path you never imagined leaving. 

An invitation for your reflection: Where do you feel you are choice-less?  Where do you cage yourself in with perceived limitations?  Is it possible there is another view?  Anything worth at least playing with in your mind or bouncing around with someone you trust?  How do you bind your own hands or heart and prevent yourself from making a different choice even when something isn’t working or something else is calling?  Do you let yourself hear and feel the call?  Where can you set yourself free to wonder, to get curious, to consider something you’ve never considered before? 

In my poem, “A Prayer for New Beginnings, “ I ask, “Why not?  Why wait?  What if?”  - beautiful poetic contemplations.  How often do I actually let myself consider these as if there were still-to-be-discovered choices lurking, lingering, waiting to be seen and heard?  Not often enough.  This moment.  It’s an opportunity to choose. 

What do you think? What helps you open to possibility? What gets in the way?  Please share!  

Further reading: 
It’s not surprising that as the founder of Inspired Possibility and one who calls herself a “Possibilitator” I often find myself thinking about and writing about choices!  Here are 3 pages of posts distinctly about the idea of choice – I invite you to see if any of these might be of interest to you (Barb’s blogs about choice).  


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Slow it All Down... Even when Times are Urgent

3/14/2025

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“The times are urgent.  Let us slow down.” – Báyò Akómoláfé 

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“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and freedom.” —Viktor Frankl
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In these urgent times, what if the most essential thing we can do is slow it all down?  Claim the space that Frankl speaks of – the space where power to choose lies.  Taking The Pause is the basis for everything else – for tending well to yourself, building relationships, acting mindfully, and creating the life and world you want to live in.  Pausing, slowing down, is incredibly powerful, but not easy.  Slowing things down requires you to break the pattern of reactivity which may have led to trouble in the past.  Pausing helps you establish new patterns and attunes you to your wisdom, your values, while giving access to deeper clarity and insight.  Without slowing down, it’s easy to get caught up in our stories, feelings, and fears.  So easy!  I do it on a regular basis. 

Slowing down grounds us in this moment.  We can face what’s here and come to grips with this moment’s reality: “Here we are…” - a moment of reckoning that might be missed if you’re hellbent on getting to the next thing or swept up in an emotional tidal wave.  Too often, noticing here we are is followed in a nano-second by, “so what do we do now?”  The mind desperately wants to seize control of the situation, to fix things, to solve a problem.  Sometimes that’s warranted and appropriate and other times we need time – to feel, to settle, to open our heart and mind.  The Pause gives you space for all of that and allows insights and ideas to emerge. 

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“Do you have the patience to wait
Till your mud settles and the water is clear?
Can you remain unmoving
Till the right action arises by itself?”

― Lao tzu
When the world’s on fire or you have a child who’s struggling, the suggestion to wait, to remain unmoving can feel laughable, impossible, irresponsible.  Your whole being screams “There is no time to wait!  This is a crisis!” 

And yet, there is very little that doesn’t benefit from slowing down and taking a pause, be it for three breaths, three hours, or thirty days.  Unless there is fire raging or blood gushing in front of you now (which I doubt there is or you wouldn’t be reading these words), you likely can grant yourself and the situation a little time and space.  

You can move more effectively after taking time to quiet down, re-set, and feel what is here.  Stepping out of the fray allows you to question your thinking while you listen and receive wisdom, insight, guidance, and even a renewed energy to face what’s next.  The right action may arise when you’re not so constricted in fear, trying to force a decision.  

Without taking the pause, we find ourselves in reactive, fearful, conditioned, and habitual ways of behaving, and we may act prematurely without thinking things through.  If, instead, we allow the mind to settle, we will see more clearly, feel what’s ours to do when the time is right, and begin to get curious about what’s needed or wanted.  The fear, anger, and sadness don't necessarily go away, but the pause has given you time to check in with yourself and to find the wisdom in these feelings.  To get grounded.  To hear what’s true for you, rather than jump to comply or please others.  It’s one way to avoid over-extending yourself.  

Pausing is the essence of care, compassion, respect, and curiosity.  The pause broadens our lens to see the bigger picture – all that’s here, including whatever feels problematic, and also beauty and goodness.  Pause expands our thinking and opens up space for different ideas to emerge.  Pausing isn’t the same as strategizing or plotting how to control or overpower a situation, but rather a break to open up to possibilities that may currently be hidden from view.  

So, what does it look like to slow down or pause?  
  • In the midst of traffic or in an argument, rather than overheating or exploding, the pause could be as simple as mindfully taking a few deep breaths to calm yourself down rather than laying on the horn or yelling back
  • Upon hearing disturbing news for the umpteenth time in an hour, you might go for a walk and then come back to read the insights of someone you trust to help you decide what action, if any, you would like to take.  You begin to discern what’s yours to do, what you have the capacity for, as you accept the reality that none of us can save the whole world by ourselves.  
  • Slowing down may mean we talk something through with a trusted friend or counselor before making a move.  
  • In a time of overwhelm, exhaustion, or conflict, you might give yourself a loving timeout, not as a punishment, but as a gift to all.  Taking yourself to your room or out for a walk or drive as a chance to reset, re-ground, calm racing thoughts or heart so you don’t say or do something you’ll regret later 
  • In response to a relationship that’s wearing you down, you might choose to take a longer break and not engage for a number of days or weeks
  • A healthy pause could be mindfully deciding to take social media off your phone so that it’s not so easy to find yourself doom-scrolling in every empty moment

When I slow down I feel more open, more expansive, more inclusive.  My mind stops its incessant racing and fretting.  I breathe more steadily.  I find my ground, feeling the solidity of the earth holding me.  I see and hear things in my environment – I don’t rush over the bridge, missing the sea turtle lounging in the murky water.  I notice angels in the clouds.  I revel at the beauty, mystery, and magnificence of the everyday miracles of sunrise and sunset.  I breathe again.  And again.  And again.  Until I can feel the choices that are mine to make and discern which one is right for this moment.  I find the strength and inner guidance to choose rather than giving in to the shouting of others about what I have to do.  I feel my pain, anger, fear.  I cry the tears that have been held in too long.  And gradually, because everything is always shifting, my mood and my energy shift too and I am able to take my next step.  From here, I can show up to life more like the person I want to be. I catch myself the next time I've sped up and gotten caught in a reactivity loop, regroup, and begin again.   

When I don’t slow down people could get hurt – I whack my head on a doorknob because I was moving too quickly and not paying attention, or I bite someone’s head off because I'm overwhelmed.  I react rather than respond, and I’m much less likely to be the person I want to be.  I miss out on all that’s here, tightly focused on only what’s wrong or scary, even when I’m with people I love in a safe, comfortable environment.  My mind can carry me away and hold me hostage with it’s beliefs, thoughts, and opinions about what’s going on and what should be.  I amp myself up in a frenzied, reactive state.  I lose sleep.  I eat crap, seeking comfort from chips and ice cream.  It’s not good for me or anyone or anything when I’m swept up in chaotic energy.  

This message to slow down is one that Love gives me regularly (when I take the time to ask and record her response).  Here’s one of her messages from just the other day when I found myself rapidly spiraling: “Slow it down.  Bring it in.  What is within your reach?  What can you do that will help settle you?  Stay off social media today – all day.  Organize your piles.  Get outdoors and breathe fresh air.  Watch the ocean.  Listen to the birds.  Take the time you have to savor the time you have.  Stop trying to put out fires everywhere.  Breathe.  A lot.  Pause and breathe.  You need the oxygen.  Trust me – your brain will thank you.  Laugh.  Love fiercely.  Nothing can stop your ability to laugh and love.  Calm it down.  Bring it in, and love on yourself.  Fiercely love.”  (you can see more about my practice of interacting with Love and inviting in this wisdom in Love’s Wishes)  

Your thoughts?  
How does this land with you?  Helpful? Annoying?  Ridiculous?  
What works for you?  How do you slow things down? 
How and when would the mighty pause benefit you?
How can this idea help you be who you want to be and how you want to engage with life? 

Maybe we can’t save the world, but we can support our presence to be of benefit to it. 
Who do you want to be and how do you want to show up?  Good guiding questions in a life that feels out of control.  

And a song to speak to your heart... We don't Know We're Living 
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Anger & Fear

2/15/2025

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​“Anger is sadness’s bodyguard,” Paul Denniston said recently in a Grief Yoga® class.  I heard it.  It stayed with me.  And, in my mind, it became, “anger is fear’s bodyguard.”  As someone who has always been afraid of anger and what might blow up if it was unleashed, I’m wondering if maybe I’m even more afraid of the tender bits of fear and sadness. 

I can see now I was angry with Nate so often because I was too afraid to feel my fear.  What would I have had to feel if I had softened and removed the protective armor of anger?  Would I become weak, at risk?  As a toddler, I had big temper tantrums.  I’ve had a few as an adult too – when they come it’s always out of a place of feeling trapped, wanting to jump out of my skin.  When I was a kid, none of the “negative” emotions were allowed.  I could only hold them for so long before things blew up.  At other times I’ve experienced depression - maybe an implosion from emotions stuffed away for too long?

Fear and sadness are vulnerable, exposing.  It’s risky to express them or even give them voice in my own mind.  Sometimes I withhold my sadness and fear for fear of infecting others, which leaves me carrying the weight alone.  That sucks!  And so, I’m likely to try to talk myself out of those feelings.  Which I know isn’t helpful or healthy. 

One of the things I love about my meditation practice is its inclusivity.  As we sit with our breath, we don’t push anything away.  Thoughts come and go, sometimes taking us with them until we wake up and bring ourselves back to the breath.  Emotions move through, but nothing needs to be denied, ignored, or pushed away.  In welcoming them all, they have room to breathe and space to be.  They don’t need to escalate to get our attention.  As we relax with them a bit, they too relax. 

In my grief I’ve become far more comfortable with sadness because I know it’s understandable, rational.  No one’s going to tell me I’m crazy for feeling sad.  My son died, for heaven’s sake! 

But fear?  Seems like lots of people want to question my fear or tell me I’m being ridiculous, I’ve been lied to, it’s not going to be as bad as I think… As those messages trickle in, a little voice inside of me joins in.  Self-doubt arises, despite the evidence I have that my fear is warranted. 

Fear needs a place to express – to not be gaslit into oblivion!  Can we gaslight ourselves?  Seems we can. 

Fear is real and reasonable.  Please spare me the “False Evidence Appearing Real” bypass!  It’s deeply offensive when people are facing indisputable threats to their well-being. 

Fear tells us to pay attention – to check things out.  To be discerning.  It’s a built-in survival mechanism that alerts us when something is “off.” 

Maybe if we turned toward our fear and befriended it, it ‘ll visit at times and take a rest at times, leaving us alone to rest.  If we push it away, ignore it, or slam the door in its tender little face, it only grows stronger and nags more.  It’s here.  It’s part of me and for the rest of my life, it will show up at different times in varying ways. 

When I deny my fear, it comes out sideways, in snarky comments, or bigger blasts of rage. 

Fear is tender.  It needs tender care and gentle respect.  I’ve never thought so compassionately about this bit of me I’d rather not have. 

Don’t talk yourself out of fear too quickly.  Sit with it and ask what it wants you to know. (*Please take care of yourself as you consider making this inquiry.  If you find yourself getting more agitated or traumatized, find someone to talk it through with - a counselor or trusted friend who can provide a safe space).  If it feels ok and safe enough, go ahead and explore: 

If fear runs away with you (as it is very good at!), keep it in healthy dialogue:
  • Is that really true?  If it is, is there an action I can take so I don’t feel helpless?
  • Do I know without a doubt how this will end?  I cannot know, so I can breathe with that truth.
  • What’s true in this moment, right here?  Can I ground myself into this present moment?  I can, because I’ve found ways to do this all my life, despite fearful things near and far. ​

Is it wrong to take this time to sit and get to know your fear?  No!  It’s medicine that helps calm your being so you can continue to be, first and foremost.  Maybe so you could be helpful in some way when the time is right – you’re not helpful when you’re running around in a panic.  We need our energy for when the panic meets us at the door so we can face it then.  Until the moment when action must be taken, let’s foster the energy reserves.  Get to know this part of ourselves so it doesn’t catch us off guard or leave us vulnerable to those who prey upon our fear. 

What if we were to not silence, dismiss, or push away our fear?  What if, for a bit, we didn’t cover it over with anger?  Don’t get me wrong – the anger is also warranted and has information for us, but for now I’m curious about peeling it back to see what’s underneath.  My guess is you’ll find your anger rises out of deep caring, and you’re worried or terrified for yourself, for loved ones, or for people you don’t even know.  For our planet and all of its inhabitants.  For the future we’re leaving our children and grandchildren. 

So, I admit I’m scared.  I’m too tired to pretend to be strong all the time (and p.s., even strong people get scared).  I don’t need to be strong all the time.  I can’t be.  We often think being fearless means we can’t feel afraid or that somehow, we miraculously have no fear, when in reality, courage is feeling the fear and showing up anyway.  I think probably we’re stronger when we allow our humanness to be exposed.  Vulnerability can connect us.  So, I admit I’m feeling scared these days.  The particulars of my fear aren’t the point. 
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If you’re scared too, can we just sit together, hold one another for a while?  We won’t cower away forever, but can we just give ourselves a little respite of honesty and be afraid together?  Because we’re not wrong to feel this fear, and maybe it won’t consume us if we can sit with it every now and again.  Shall we give it a try?  Somehow sensing “me too” leaves me feeling a little less alone and gives me the courage to go on.  

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Finding Hope - In the Worst of Times

2/7/2025

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Writing about hope in horrific times?  Really?  Yes!  It feels necessary.  Maybe more important than ever.  So, here we go. 
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We are living in a time where chaos, confusion, and relentless actions are designed to exhaust us, divide us, and silence us.  We can easily lash out in anger or hide away in isolation.   Empathy, accountability, and respect seem to be lacking, particularly from those in power. 
We need hope to help us see beyond the muck of the truly despicable. 
  
The state of affairs in the US right now reminds me of the chaos that once consumed my family, crisis after crisis, brought on by chaotic substance use.  The too familiar dread in the pit of my stomach – afraid to look at my phone to see what the latest disaster is. 

One key distinction is that my son didn’t intend to scare us, cause chaos or harm.   His actions weren’t calculated, malicious, or planned out.  They were simply part of his mental health challenges which set off a chain of reactivity. 
I've talked with many people who've struggled with substance use, and know they never meant to hurt the people they love. 

It’s easy to be frozen in inaction, stunned into silence in times of great disruption, but we don’t have to collapse.  We can find a way to go on and to act in meaningful ways. Wringing our hands helplessly only adds to anxiety and withdrawal.    

We need hope to continue on – to love, to be generous or compassionate, to make a difference. 

Hope is Possible
Here’s what I know: hope is possible even in the most devastating times.  How do I know?  Because on the night my son, Nate, died, I reached over to my husband, grabbed his hand and said, “We will get through this.” 

Partly, I did this because I needed to hear myself say it, to believe it, because anything else was too impossible to imagine.  I said it even though it was also impossible to know how we would get through or what “getting through” meant.  Partly I did this because at least some part of me knew that it was true. 

In our 29 years with Nate, we endured so much – school struggles, family struggles, 14 years of the pain of watching him struggle with substance use and bulimia and all that that brought with it.  We’d faced so many times when I didn’t know how I or we would go on… but we did.  Now, not quite 2 years since his death, I still don’t always know how we will go on, but somehow, one moment, one breath at a time, we do. 

I imagine if you look at your own life, you’ve had moments or maybe stretches of years that feel relentless, agonizing, hopeless.  Times you’ve felt powerless and unable to see your way out of the struggle.  Maybe you’re in a time like that right now.  Either way, here you are reading these words, and that alone is a sign of hope. 

What Hope Is and What It Isn’t

At a conference late last November, “Bridging the Hope and the How,” our keynote speaker, Dr. Ashley Cross, Executive Director of Hope585 in Rochester, NY, said that hope isn’t a feeling.  That we can have hope even when we feel grief, sadness, fear.  I’m still sorting out how that’s possible. No words for it, but I have experienced it to be true. 

I’ve learned hope isn’t a flimsy wish: “I hope things get better.”  That’s just wishful thinking that doesn’t get you or anyone anywhere.  No change comes from weak wishing.  A wish like that allows you to step back and not take any responsibility for what could be. 

There’s another kind of hope that is fierce – it rises from deep inside and says, “No!  This is not how this story will end!”  That force can carry us, be a guiding light that calls us forward, even if we can’t see where we’re going.  This force nudges us forward, fueled by a belief in a better future and a knowing that we can be part of creating the future we long for. 

In his book, 8 Ways to Hope: Charting a Path through Uncertain Times, William Miller writes, “Hope is all about anticipation of what is not yet.  It is a liminal space, a threshold to what may yet be.”  What is not yet… what may yet be… those words alone bring pause.  An interesting reflection.  A reminder that we simply Do. Not. Know. All we can know is what’s already happened and what is happening right here, right now in our direct experience.  We do not know what is coming in the future.  Even when things are happening that make it look bleak.  We still cannot foresee the future.  We don’t have to fall into the trap of foregone conclusions.

Hope and Fear

Miller goes on to say, “…both hope and fear project images of what could come to pass, and both can be powerfully motivating. They are alternative lenses through which we view an uncertain future… Hope tends to expand our horizons, while fear contracts them.” 

Have you noticed that?  Fear brings us into tunnel vision where we only see the path of doom.  It constricts our bodies.  Breathing becomes shallow, jaw clenches, gut grips.  Our thoughts run on a repetitive loop with all that we fear.  “I know how this is going to go!”  We find ourselves unwilling or unable to imagine any outcome other than what we dread. 

“Fear can shut down the creative capacity to find better ways and even the will to find them.  Hope is about finding both the will and a way forward,” writes Miller.  When we feel trapped.  When we feel certain of doom.  When we feel powerless to do anything that will make a difference, we can lose hope.  Of course we can.  It’s so natural.  Especially if the scene feels familiar – you’ve been here before, so  “here we go again” thoughts come rushing in.  Of course. 

But, can you consider that this time could be different?  You’re not the person you were the last time you faced this situation, even if it was only yesterday or a few hours ago.  Which means that everything else about this scenario is also different than it was.  The door to hope cracks open a tiny bit.  Where there is possibility, there is hope.  Where there is uncertainty, there is hope.  Nothing has been determined yet.  Where there is life, there is hope.  Where there is love, there is more hope. 

When people come together for the greater good, hope rises and ripples out.  Hope and fear are both contagious – they spread between people like a creeping vine that quickly takes over.  So, you get to decide if you’re spreading fear or hope.  What seeds you want to plant? Can you be a force of hope, even in times of great darkness when all seems lost?

“Courage is not the absence of fear, but moving ahead in spite of it,” says Miller.  The fear will be here.  As will grief, sadness, confusion, anxiety, but they don’t have to be the only forces at play and we don’t have to give them the final word.  One thing is for certain – running around and adding to the frenzy and panic helps no one.  We must do what we can to find a ground that allows us to come into the world in a healthy way. 

Creating a Legacy of Hope
Hope creates hope.  We can give hope to others when they’re not feeling it.  Our words and actions can create a ripple of hope.  In Hope Rising: How the Science of HOPE can Change Your Life by Casey Gwinn & Chan Hellman, the authors share many ways to cultivate, strengthen, and grow hope.  Hope needs attention and effort to sustain it – it doesn’t remain untended.  In their final chapter, “Leaving a Legacy of Hope,” they share “Lessons Learned from Two Old Guys!” 

Some that feel poignant in this moment are:
  • Teach your children (and friends) to be hope-centered
  • When the time is right, make it OK to talk about the bad stuff in life
  • Empathy always opens doors
  • Listen more than you talk 
  • Run from negative people – find cheerleaders and encouragers
  • Surround yourself with positive role models
  • Focus on strengths, not weaknesses or deficits
  • Use your power and influence to bless children
When you use your powers for good, and act in ways that bless the children and the future children of the world, you are leaving a ripple that builds people up and generates more hope, kindness and caring. 

A friend once called me a “Possibilitator,” a term that lit me up.  I define it as “one who shines the light of hope and possibility, especially in times of darkness.”  In a world where so much is out of my control and beyond my influence, this is something I can offer.  Will you possibilitate with me?  We can also take the actions we’re called to to help create a better future.  None of this is about sugarcoating a shitshow or burying your head in the sand.  It’s about finding sustainable ways to show up for people and things that matter. 

It's All Too Much! Finding the Elusive Balance

Being bombarded by crisis after crisis feels relentless and overwhelming.  I don’t know that there is a magic formula for being informed and staying engaged so that we can take action as needed, while also taking good care of ourselves.  I do know that we must tend our hearts and health - mental, physical, spiritual, and emotional.  When we are well cared for, we can step up when and where we’re called.

Meditation has helped me be with my own mind, developing awareness of what’s going on inside, sitting with thoughts and feelings as they arise.  This allows me to act and speak in a more clear and intentional way.  We don’t need to completely avoid the realities of the world (and we couldn’t even if we tried to),  but with intention we can choose where we direct our attention.  We can help where we can, step away to rest and regroup as needed. Breaks are essential.   

We can carry hope alongside fear as we remember we don’t know what might yet be.

Balance in action and rest is elusive and not evenly matched much of the time.  There are times when we will be all-in on something stressful, that requires immediate action, and does not give us a chance to sit back and be more intentional and mindful.  However, when there are moments to regroup, refresh, and renew our mind and spirit, we must take them.  Those moments are critical. 

When you find people in the news taking over your life to the extent you’re missing moments of sweetness or delight with your partner, friends, or children, something has to give.  At our family picnic last summer, we began swirling into fear and dismay about the future.  My niece, Amy, brilliantly brought us back to each other and the precious gift of family time with a quick declarative, “That man is not welcome in our kitchen.  He is not invited into our gathering!”  Thank you, Amy.  I find I have to remind myself of this often.  To bring myself to what I want to allow into this moment, this space, my personal domain.

We get to choose who and what we give our time, energy, and attention to.  Certain people want nothing more than to consume all of it.  I implore you to take it back so that you can enjoy a quiet lunch with a friend, a walk in the woods with a beloved, sitting by the fire petting your cat, laughing at a stupid comedy, or getting lost in a song while you dance in your car. 

Please take time to notice the beauty and the goodness in life that is here, even as horrific events consume the airwaves.  It doesn’t erase or replace them, but it does broaden your perspective to all that is available.  Beauty, wonder, delight, joy, kindness, lightness – they’re still here even when seem overshadowed by the ugly.

Do what you can for the causes that matter to you, remembering you cannot do everything, nor do you have to.  Serve in a way that works for your body, nervous system, mind, and energy capacity – let others serve in their ways.  Some of us will march and make calls, some will donate money, others will provide meals, others will offer hugs and smiles and kindness where they can.  Others will sit quietly with a distraught family member or friend.  There are many issues to be addressed, personally and collectively. 

In her work of Revolutionary Love, Valarie Kaur reminds us of the midwife’s wisdom - we cannot push all the time.  We must also breathe.  In the resting and breathing, the next push can arise, and also in the pushing, we allow the breath to arise.  Without the breath, you will deplete yourself and have nothing left to give.   
 
If you’re facing a death or dealing with an illness or chronic struggle – your own or a loved one’s - you’re going to need your energy.  What we’re facing collectively in our country and world is something that is going to require sustained energy.  It serves no one for you to be on hyper-alert all the time.  In our journey with Nate, we learned that sleep was vital, and so we chose to turn off our phones at bedtime.  If something bad happened, we needed to be clear-headed and energized so we could respond in a more helpful way, rather than being sleep-deprived and overwhelmed by stress.  When can you allow yourself to disconnect for a period of restorative time?

What Helps You to Hope? 

I’m not always sure what helps me have hope.  I do hear my son whisper from wherever he is, “I’m right here, Momma,” and I can feel that.  I know that we still have each other and that he works with me and through me, and for that I am grateful.  I find hope in the people in my life – my husband and friends who bring love, laughter, tears, and joy.  I find hope in the nudges which prod me to create, offering what is mine to offer. 

I find great hope in remembering that many people before me have persevered in similar or worse conditions than I face.  In our country and around the world, many have endured centuries of treatment that could have led to despair and yet somehow, they have carried on.  Leaders like Martin Luther King Jr., Gandhi, and Mother Teresa have shown what’s possible in the face of violence and hate. 

Moms like Lori Drescher, Founder of Recovery Coach University, Pam Lanhart, Founder of Thrive Family Recovery Resources, Heather Ross, Family Recovery Coach, and Alexis Pleus Founder of TruthPharm, who have lost beloved children, inspire and uplift me and many others,  as they work diligently to support people touched by substance use.

Hope Doesn’t Need to be Grand. 

You might spend a little quiet time with Hope and ask, “Hope, what would you have me know?”  Take a few minutes and let Hope’s wisdom flow to you, writing it out in a note to yourself if you like.  In our last Finding Hope Within retreat, one participant received a beautiful insight that “hope can be small pinpricks of light.”  And also, that “hope is in the sidewalk cracks, not the sidewalk.” 

What does Hope want you to know? 
What helps you have hope? 
Who inspires you through their example? 
Are there negative people you need to give less time to? 
How can you sustain and support yourself in stressful times? 
What do you notice that’s good or beautiful in your world today? 
How do you want to show up in a troubled family, community, country, world? 

Finding the Will - You are not Powerless! 

Whether you’re facing a family challenge with substance use or you’re concerned about the state of affairs in the US and the world, your presence, your voice, and your actions make a difference.  When we feel powerless, like nothing we do matters, it’s easy to lose hope.  That’s when we’re at risk of isolating and finding ourselves paralyzed by fear or anger. 

What you do matters!  Your energy and presence matter, so please take the time to nurture and nourish your body, mind, heart, and spirit.  Now is a great time to double down on practices that build internal strength, peace, grounding, flexibility, and clarity.  That can look like getting out into nature, feeling the strength of the Earth holding you.  Practices like yoga, dance, or working out allows your emotions the movement they need.  Take time for contemplation, reflection, and mental rest through meditation, prayer, or journaling.  Find community where you can, because we need each other, so take time to connect with someone you hold dear, go to a support group, attend a spiritual community gathering, or join a resistance group. 

Be sure to take time for silence.  There is too much to take in right now and it can easily overwhelm.  Take media breaks.  Turn off your phone and put it out of sight.  Take a walk without listening to a podcast or talking to anyone.  Create some spaciousness so that you can think and act more clearly. 
Take some time to think about what practices best support you and make some time for them, even if only 5 minutes.  5-minute practices sprinkled throughout the day add up, and they will support you in this time that doesn’t offer any quick, easy fix.   
 
Finding the Way - Some Ways to Get Started:
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Step 1 - Pause... take a breath (or many breaths) - it's hard to imagine anything that could be made worse when we begin this way.  Take this moment to find center and grounding before posting, speaking, or acting.  Then proceed...  

If you care about someone struggling with substance use, please check out the Invitation to Change approach which will invite you to reflect on what it means to help, reimagine the role that loved ones can play in the change process, and provide you with evidence-supported strategies for helping.

If you’d like a simple way to get involved in speaking out about the current state of affairs in the US, 5 Calls offers a direct link to your congressional representative and Senators along with guidance on top concerns you may wish to convey.  Heather Cox Richardson is a clear and steady source of information.  Pace yourself in what you’re taking in and what you’re doing.  Do what you can and then step back to be refueled. 

Donate to organizations doing important work that matters to you – time, money, or needed items.  Whatever feels realistic and doable to you in this moment.  What might fill your heart as you give?

Create the things you are called to create.  It can be easy to shut down in the weight of overwhelm, but your creative offerings, whether that’s art, music, writing, videos, playlists, retreats… they are needed and they matter. 

Make time for music - Here’s an eclectic playlist for finding hope to support you in this wild and crazy time.  And here’s my Power Me Up Playlist for when I need a boost!  Music can lift your spirits or bring the release of tears, encourage you to keep going, or give you something to dance and sing to.  It helps us get out of our heads and into our souls.  Music matters.  Make your own playlist to carry you through the dark times. 

Find Your People – In times when we feel scared, alone, or isolated, community is even more important.  I know it’s harder to access because it takes energy and vulnerability to connect, but the effort will pay off.  Phone a friend!  Can we please bring back spontaneous phone calls and voice mails?  Even if we don’t connect, at least we can hear each other’s voices!  Find a group that supports your hobbies, passions, causes, personal development, recovery, or spiritual needs (to name a few), in person or online.  Remembering that you’re not alone can really help. 

The communities that are supporting my well-being right now that might be of interest to you:
The Open Heart Project Sangha - daily live meditation and discussion, weekly meeting, plus more! 
Bodhi Tree Yoga - a variety of online classes with wonderful teachers and a sense of community
   
Give yourself a little oasis – Speaking of community, I invite you to join me on Monday, February 17, for a mini retreat, Finding Hope Within from 12 – 1:30 PM ET.  Let’s come together, bringing whatever is present and cultivating a little bit of hope – that elusive what might yet be. 

Find and create joy, delight, wonder.  This is not a frivolous thing.  Your energy matters - how you behave and speak matters.  Small acts of kindness and moments of joy matter.  Keep doing what you enjoy with joy.  Joy is a form of resistance says Heather Cox Richardson (take a minute to watch this clip - it's very empowering!).  It allows you to take back your power and refuse to give in to the forces that are bringing you down.   Keep loving on people and believing in a better future, even if we don’t quite know what that will look like.

Find ways to offer compassion – to yourself and others. Our world desperately needs this energy.  Showing up and acting from a place of love, kindness, and compassion makes a difference and builds hope.  Your hope might take root, grow, and spread.  It’s certainly worth a try!

Hold your loved ones close.  Reach out and grab the hand of someone you love and say, “We will get through this.”  Even if you don’t know how, you’re planting the seed of hope and possibility.  Even if you might not get the outcome you would like, are you willing to give it a go? 

What's working for you?  Please, please share!!  We learn and grow together! 

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Love's Wishes

1/10/2025

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I know this is a hard month for many of us with fires and wars raging, outrageous things being said, outrageous things happening. There are a lot of crises and you may be experiencing pain.  Maybe, like me, you're feeling worry and anxiety about the future that lies ahead.  Welcome you to this moment, just as you are. 
 
In this time of darkness, this season of hibernation, slowing down, and going within, I offer tenderness, gentleness, compassion, and an invitation for you to receive.  
 
A beautiful song came on my playlist and I knew I wanted it to be my next note to you all: Find the Light sung by David Ramirez.    “I wish upon you peace… but most of all I wish upon you love.” There's so much I wish for you, but nothing more I could wish upon you than love.  ❤️❤️
 
Take a few moments to listen to this heartfelt offering of love.  Close your eyes and take it into your heart.  What does it stir?  Even if you're in a dark time or place, how does this land?  
 
Find The Light
written by Rene Ramirez
I wish upon you peace
I wish upon you grace
I wish for less of what you want
And more of what you need
 
I wish upon you an old light
With a heart that stays young
But most of all I wish upon you love
 
I wish upon you truth
When all you feel is doubt
I hope you know that an open mind
Still knows when to shut things out
I wish upon you a brave heart
that will always rise above
But most of all I wish upon you love
 
Cause as the sun sets, well
the moon begins to rise
So even in the darkness
you'll find the light
 
You'll find the light I wish upon you an easy life
I wish upon you hard times
I hope you know that both joy and pain
Each need their moment to shine
I wish you ears that are quick to listen
That you're slow to use that tongue
But most of all I wish upon you love
 
Cause as the sun sets, well
the moon begins to rise
So even in the darkness
you'll find the light
 
You'll find the light Oh now even in the darkness
you'll find the light
 
As I talked with a friend the other day, it became clear just how very harsh I was being with myself, even when there was no good reason. So I started reading my messages from Love aloud to her.  Often in my morning journaling I ask the question Liz Gilbert introduced me to, “Love what would you have me know?”  Tears streamed as I read and let my heart receive Love's tenderness and generosity. Somehow even though the words come through my pen, they feel like they come from a greater force beyond myself.  
   
 
I thought maybe you'd appreciate some of these too, since I don't think I'm the only one who gets down on herself, feels overwhelmed from time to time, or gets caught up in worry.  You'll let me know if I'm wrong, right? 😊
 
So, here we go, some wishes from Love to you:
 
✨ One breath.  One moment.  Move at that pace.  It's enough.  Just be present.  Be with yourself honestly, openly, with that beautiful open heart.  Honor and tend to yourself through it all.  You are so brave, so honest, to face things head on when you can and listen for the moment of opening.  You don't have to blast the doors down…in your own time, my darling.  Held in love. Always.  
 
💕 Beloved, keep following your heart.  Keep loving - yourself and your people, well.  Take very exquisite care of your body, your heart - rest as needed.  Take breaks.  Don't push.  Gentle, gentle, baby.  You need and deserve gentle, my beloved.  You have a lot going on - out there and in your being.  In your tender heart especially.  It has an effect on everything.  Don't underestimate that, beloved.  You can do this, but you need mindful presence and tending.  Paying attention.  Give to yourself at least as much as you give to others.  Fill up to overflowing.  Let yourself be loved.  


💜 Live and grieve in your way, in your time, my darling.  Allow the joy, peace, sadness, and grief to all swim together in you and around you as they will.  Your way is unique and allows others their way - no right or wrong.  Release the worry of what others will think.  Just be you, be with you, and know that that is perfect, beloved.  Release expectations and live into the moments as they come.  Be present.  Be real.  Allow it all…the nostalgia, the longing will be here too.  It's ok.  There's room for it all.  The heart knows the way to hold it all, my dear.  

❤️ Cherish the moments, darling.  You know how precious and sacred they are, for sure.  Don't miss them.  Be here for them, and beloved, tend to yourself well along the way.  Breathe with life and let life breathe with you.  Feel how your heart really can hold it all?  Because it can.  It's amazing, and it's how you humans are built - it just takes some time and experience to really feel it.  The heart's capacity and the human capacity is immense and too often untapped, limited by your stories and beliefs.  But when you feel what's possible firsthand, you can give yourself more fully to life, and that's a beautiful thing.  Cry, scream, laugh, and be silent.  All is welcome here in this space, this reality of infinite, undying love. 
 
☮️ Stay in touch with your body.  Take good care of yourself as you move softly, gently, and discover what can be accomplished even in that energy.  It's a new way for you, and you'll be pleasantly surprised if you can fully allow yourself to experience it - to witness that it doesn't have to be hard or overwhelming or frenzied.  Let it be easy.  Let it be fun.  Let it be joyful work.  Why not?  
 
🩵 Oh my darling, slow it all down.  Breathe.  Go within.  Place your hand on your heart and hold yourself tenderly, lovingly.  Offer up all the love in the world to this tender heart, this tender soul that reels in the messy and harsh of life.  Breathe slowly, softly, ease-fully.  Take off that pressure you pile on yourself that you know isn't helpful or necessary - that only paralyzes you.  Soften.  Release. Gentle yourself, darling. 

 
 My invitations to you: 
💕 Have your own conversation with Love.  Take a little quiet time to sit with yourself.  Maybe place your hand upon your heart and ask, “Love, what would you have me know?” and see what comes.  You can freewrite, keeping your hand moving as words come to you and through you, or you can simply receive her messages to your heart. I find Love to be a mighty force of unconditional grace, tenderness, and generosity with so much wisdom to offer.  


✨ Join me for a mini retreat, Finding Hope Within on Monday, January 20th from 12-1:30 PM ET if you'd like a peaceful place to spend a little time.  We will gather over Zoom to step away from anything else that might be going on that day and turn toward our hearts and souls to be nourished and fortified for whatever life may ask of us in the days ahead.  

☮️ Take some time to meditate with me with Love, What Would You Have Me Know? 

What resonates with you?  What does Love have to say to you?  How might this support you in the coming days, weeks, year?  

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Living Well within the Mess

11/20/2024

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Never have I put more hours into a single post than this one.  Why?  Because I want to be thoughtful and respectful and not offer you any simplistic suggestions to an unbelievably complex reality.  Because I vacillate between wanting to tell you everything I’ve learned that might be helpful and feeling like I have nothing of value to say.  Because my grief is heavy right now. 

I could just walk away and stay silent, but somehow, I feel called to write, to offer something in this post-election time.  My hopes were strong for a different outcome and I’d enjoyed the relief of riding a wave of possibility for the past few months. The shock hit me hard and I’ve been mostly numb for the past 2 weeks.  I’ve felt the familiarity of living within unknown chaos and deep grief over the loss of hope and the loss of the future I had imagined. 

This is why I am choosing to write and share what I can.  I do know how to live in an ungrounded mess. It may not be the election that’s upset you, and this post is meant to address different painful and challenging situations. 

Let me begin by assuring you that I am not going to tell you to “get over it,” “put your big girl panties on,” “pull yourself up by your bootstraps,” “just focus on what’s good,” “just shake it off” or any other nonsense.

Be real with where you are right now.  Allow your feelings, thoughts, confusion… just honor where you are without needing to deny it, push past it, or get over it.  Don’t pretend to be any different than you are.  I honor that with you, witnessing how my own real-life experience changes day by day, and moment by moment, sometimes in unexpected and startling ways.  What I write is for you and also for me.  I write to remember and to discover what’s true and what’s possible. 
  
Along with honoring whatever is true in this moment, I’m also going to share what I’ve learned is possible, even in terribly devastating times.  I share to invite you to consider that it is possible to find a way back to yourself, back to some sense of ground, even in super ungrounded times.  It is possible to have moments of feeling a sense of aliveness, a tiny spark that calls you forward. 

I’ve lost myself in the past 2 weeks – meaning I’ve let forces outside of me and outside of my control drag me down and steal my energy, inspiration, and motivation.  I’ve found myself going through the motions, zombie-like, and I’ve let myself swim in the dark waters of fear and despair.  And that’s ok.  I don’t like it, but it’s ok, because it’s what is here. 

This feeling isn’t new for me.  I’ve lost myself many, many times over the years of my life – particularly in dark and heavy times of fear and struggle.  The disconnect can sneak in gradually over time or wallop me out of the blue, catching me off-guard and unprepared.  Maybe there’s no way to prepare for ground-shaking news. 

Maybe you’ve experienced this too – something shakes your world and suddenly you’re gone.  Swirling in the chaos and confusion, unable to find ground.  If you’re like me, you may alternate between looking outward - grasping for someone to give you the answer or show you the way – and diving inward, hiding away in a cocoon of isolation.  Despair may loom if things feel bleak and uncertain. 

Humans are conditioned to be alert for danger – it’s in our DNA.  We are programmed to survive, and so we constantly scan for what’s wrong, what’s scary, what feels dangerous.  The world feels chaotic and confusing right now, and there are many unknowns before us.  Our minds hate not knowing. 

And, of course, the unpopular truth is the future is always uncertain and unpromised.  We cannot know how things will go.  Sometimes we’re pleasantly surprised when our worries go unanswered.  Other times we’re crushed when the unthinkable happens. 

The mind constantly makes up stories of what is true and what is coming based on what it knows from past experience.  This is how the mind works.  It can only draw on what it knows.  It forgets that more is possible. In fear its focus is extremely narrow.  The mind carries us on a path paved with stories and beliefs.  The path may be helpful or it may add to our despair. 

I’m amazed at how different my waking thoughts can be from day to day.  On any given day, I may awaken with dread, neutrality, or joy, and it’s not always connected to what lies ahead or what happened before I went to sleep.

Several days ago I was extremely grateful to wake with a momentary glimpse into the connection between what has supported and sustained me for the past couple of decades and the outer chaos many of us are experiencing today.  That was the genesis of this blog.  Since then, I’ve cycled in and out of inspiration, energy, depletion, and apocalyptic fear. 

I do know calm and sanity begin within – they can’t be gifted to me by the outside world.  I don’t know how long it will take for me to find the ground that offers any level of calm or sanity, but I must find the ground before I can hope to be much good to anyone else.  Before I am ready to fight or advocate for better conditions, before I can hope to have any sort of positive impact or influence, I need space and time to think clearly. 

If I’m spinning in a spiral of doom, that Is not the place from which to create or engage.   That’s the time to hit pause, go within, tend to my tender heart and soul, and feel all the feels.  That’s the time to build awareness of what’s going on in me.  Only when I feel strong enough, do I want to step into action. 

Is this helping or hurting? 
I have to look honestly at my thoughts and actions to see if I’m contributing to my own misery.  If I am, what can I do differently? 

I need to remember that I get to choose who and what I let into my world.  Everything I take in and every interaction I have affects me, physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually – this includes what I look at, what I listen to, what I read, and who I communicate with.  It also includes how much information or emotion I let in at any time.  An abundance of outer noise is eager to bombard us and keep us confused.  Unless I am able to pause and mindfully step back, I will miss the bigger picture of what’s going on.  I’ll have no idea how to best companion myself through a tumultuous time.

Extreme Tenderness and Exquisite Care
Another morning, I woke with the words “Extreme Tenderness and Exquisite Care” in my head.  I knew deep in my core that this is exactly what I and so many others need right now.  It’s not selfish to offer ourselves this time and space for loving care and compassion.  It’s actually an act of kindness for us and those around us. 

When we interrupt a destructive or frightening spin with a pause, rather than amplify it with our own thoughts and stories, we have a better chance for a more positive interaction. 

A Powerful Pause
We can allow the pause to support us in coming back to our values and ideals – who we truly are at the core, who we want to be with others, and how we want to show up in the world.  The pause takes us out of reactivity, away from feeling like a pinball being buffeted around recklessly by outside paddles, and offers us a chance to tap the stillness and wisdom within.  Pausing also allows us to stop adding fuel to a fire that’s already raging out of control.  My frenzy has never contributed anything meaningful, helpful, or productive to a situation, and it has often made things worse.  In a frenzy, we are not thinking clearly; frenzied thinking leads to frenzied action.   

Offering ourselves self-compassion, holding ourselves lovingly, acknowledging, “This sucks.  I’m scared.  I’m hurting right now.  This is a moment of suffering,” rather than soldiering on, pretending all is well, gives us a chance to feel heard and understood, if only by ourselves.  Listening to what we need and honoring that, rather than beating ourselves up with artificial “should’s” offers a reprieve from the pushing, driving, and striving that only wears us down. 

These small, not-so-simple acts allow us to take a stand for our own wellbeing and to choose who and what deserves our energy.  This isn’t about putting your head in the sand or being in denial, though if that’s what you need in the initial shock of something horrible, by all means, let that be ok.  It is part of grief, and it’s part of self-survival.  Traumatic events may require a healthy solitude when it all feels like too much. 

How to keep going?
Even in the darkest of times, there is a way to take back your life, to take back your power, to find a way to keep going.  I’ve found this while living through years of my son’s chaotic substance use.  I’ve found this after his death.  I’ve found this in moments in our world that shake all that we’ve known or believed.  I am grateful to remember what I forgot I knew in the malaise that has consumed me recently. 

When we feel powerless, we feel scared.  Maybe we feel hopeless.  One way to regain some power is to tune in to where you have choices.  Where can you find some agency? What can you do differently that will give you energy rather than deplete you? 

Find yourself in this moment – right here, right now as you sit here and read these words.  Feel the earth holding you – feel her strength and resilience.  Are you safe?  Are you comfortable?  Warm?  Fed?  Look around and take in your room.  Listen to the sounds around you and beyond in the outside world.  Smell the scents that fill this space.  Feel the clothes on your body, the temperature of the air on your skin.  Is there anything you taste in this moment?  If it’s helpful, say to yourself silently or aloud, “In this moment, I am here.  I am safe.”  Name what you notice through your senses to ground you here.  Feel your body breathing without needing to change a thing.  Connect with your own aliveness.  Here you are. 

Don’t look away from what’s unsettling, but don’t let it be everything. Ooooh, this is a tough one, but the truth is there is no one thing that defines you or your world, no matter how heavy, ominous, or bleak that thing feels.  As you let yourself be with everything that’s here in this time, you may find that beauty and wonder are always here too, right alongside the scary and oppressive.

Can you allow the hard to be there and still notice things that bring joy or comfort, even if they come in the tiniest moments?  The person who looks at you and smiles.  A dandelion popping up in the sidewalk even in the dark cold fall.  A warm hug without words that gives you a moment to surrender into the love of another.  A gorgeous sunrise or sunset that reminds you of nature’s steadiness and reliability.  The deer on the side of the road that doesn’t crash into your car or the song of the wren breaking through the grey.  Let it all be here.  Open your heart and your arms to include even these beautiful, wondrous things especially when you see no way out of the current darkness. 

Bringing to mind something or someone you appreciate – something that gives you comfort or joy not only offers a temporary reprieve from doom scrolling, but it reminds you that you can choose where you focus your attention and energy.  Feeling gratitude counters the tendency to look for all that’s wrong, and it helps reprogram our brain by remembering all that is part of this present moment.

Our hearts can hold it all even when our minds can’t.  When I was invited into a reflection of gratitude just a few days ago, I didn’t get much further than my husband who I am so glad to share life with and my soft fleece Snoopy blanket that offers me warmth and coziness and makes me smile. Of course, there is much more I am grateful for if I allow myself time to sit and reflect, to feel those things and how they affect me.  And it’s ok when it’s a struggle to connect with them.

What CAN you do even when times are hard and confusing? 
When there is much that you can’t do or much that’s out of your control, focus on what you can do.  You will notice the common themes of “in this moment” and “pause” as a reminder of how valuable it is to slow down and come into present moment awareness.  There are also some suggestions that may feel contradictory to others – that’s unavoidable as each of us checks in with what’s true for us and finds the balance that feels right and doable in this moment.  Here goes: 


❤️ Let yourself feel what you feel.  Angry?  Sad?  Scared?  Confused? Disappointed?  Or Joyful?  Feelings give you great information and need to be felt and allowed to move through.  Don’t deny them, even if others feel differently than you or if you think you should be over it by now. Cry.  Scream. Laugh.  Feelings deserve your attention. 
 
❤️Build inner reserves and resources, even in small moments and doses.  What can you do to nurture and nourish yourself, physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually?  When you’re well-resourced, you will more likely have the strength and clear-headedness to face hard times.  
Get plenty of rest.  Let yourself chill out as needed.  Get some movement and eat pretty well              when you can.  Join supportive groups or communities to have real and honest discussions while        deepening your own understanding of this thing called life. 
 

❤️Know what you need to refuel and do that.  You don’t want to find your tank on empty in the middle of a storm.  Plan ahead so that you don’t get caught off guard by depletion.  Refueling is different for each of us.  Some people need to be with others, while others need silence, stillness, alone time, or time outdoors.  Some need to hug a tree, cuddle with a sweet pet, or curl up with a good book.  What is it for you? 

❤️Determine what is yours to do at this moment, if anything.  If there is something that you need to do or you feel called to do, do that.  From simple daily tasks to big community action, there are always things you could be doing.  Focus on what’s yours.  Let other things go – you can’t do it all, nor do you have to.  You can trust that others will be called to fill different needs.  And if what is yours to do is to take good care of you and your family, do that. 

❤️Assess your true capacity is in this moment.  You may feel pressured to do something.  Wanting to jump into action is a pretty natural inclination when things feel like they’re spinning out of control.  Do you have energy to give or is this a time to pull in and nurture and nourish yourself?  There will be challenges, requests, and demands coming your way.  Allow yourself to pause and assess before you respond.  Do I have it in me to do this thing in this moment?  Is it a yes, no, or not now? 

❤️Get in touch with what really matters to you and devote your energy there.  The vaster my dismay, the more I pull in and focus on what’s within my sphere.  One thing I know that matters to me is family and friends and in-real-life connections. Community and connections are critical to my heart these days. I am also choosing to decrease my time in the algorithm-controlled virtual reality of social media.  I am picking up the phone and calling people.  Even if I don’t reach them, I get to hear their voice and leave a message to let them know how much they mean to me.  I’m making time to connect with my people, while simultaneously being discerning about how much time and energy I have for peopling. 
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Another thing that matters to me is finding ways to offer compassion, kindness, and care at a time when this feels more needed than ever.  Kindness can be as simple as sharing a smile or holding a door.  You could send a sweet text or a handwritten card.  Make a big meal and share the leftovers with friends. 

What communities and causes do you care about and how can you support them?  For me, supporting people impacted by mental health is my call, and so I am grateful to be able to support families through the Invitation to Change and to contribute to the work of the CMC: Foundation for Change.   I will also be compiling the next round of CompassioNate Care Bags in the coming month.  It was last Thanksgiving morning that I got a clear hit that we needed to make 111 bags, and I put out the first big call to my community.  The response has been phenomenal and I am so grateful to all who have helped to create and deliver over 500 bags.  

You may not know how important a tiny act might be; never underestimate the impact of a little care, compassion, or kindness. What’s most important to you today, in this moment? 
 

❤️Get out of your head.  Allow yourself time to dump the many thoughts that are spinning in your mind.  Write them down, share them with a trusted person, or speak them to yourself – getting them out of your head can offer some relief and help create some distance between your thoughts and your life.  Another way to get out of your head is to create – paint, draw, dance, write a poem, sculpt some clay, or knit away.  

❤️Find ways to offer yourself loving kindness and compassion.  What might that look like? You could take time for a formal loving kindness meditation practice.  You might simply pause and put your hand on your heart as you take a breath or two.  You might give yourself an intentional timeout, stepping away to rest, reflect, journal, or just tune out for a while.  Letting yourself scream and cry if that’s what’s needed is a compassionate act.  Please love yourself well.  

❤️Reach out for help and support.  Don’t go through a hard time alone.  Find someone you feel safe with to sit with you, hold space for you, walk alongside you.  That could be a friend, counselor, community member, or helpline.  
I joined a friend for a meal the other day, and we were both struggling.  As we hugged and cried, these words rose up from my heart, “We don’t have to be ok.  We just have to be together.” This resonates as truth.  We don’t have to be ok.  We don’t have to pretend to be ok.  We just need to show up to this moment and then the next.  One breath at a time.  One thought at a time.  One moment at a time. Together.  
 
We don’t know what the future holds, but I am certain that each of us has an important role to play in the unfolding.  How are you doing? How’s your heart?  What helps you get through hard days?  Please share.  We need your wisdom and insight
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