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Our Need for R.E.S.T...

7/13/2021

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Coming back from a couple of days away with my husband, Tom, I am reminded how vital REST is to our spirits, bodies, minds, hearts, and nervous systems.  While we were away our only goals were to rest, relax, have fun, and flow with our days. 

Yesterday I spent the day reading, writing, and relaxing by the pool – dipping in when the sun got too hot, getting in the shade when I needed a break from the sun, and talking and laughing with Tom.  We were lighthearted and delighted by the simplicity of the day.  We did not allow work or phones to interrupt our time.  We consciously chose to take this time together to enjoy life and one another.  Summer is a great and easy time to do this as it seems to lend itself to it – there’s a collective energy of play, vacation, and lightness. 

On our drive home we listened to a podcast with Broadway sensation, Lin-Manuel Miranda, a wildly creative man!  He shared that much of his inspiration for his shows came when he was in a relaxed state – floating in a pool or on vacation.  Of course, there’s much hard work involved in bringing what he creates to life, but there is also an opening for creativity that happens when he is in a state of rest. 

I have experienced this myself and witnessed it in others – it may look like we’re procrastinating or not creating because there isn’t yet anything to show the world.  But, in reality, when we slow down and give ourselves some spaciousness, our mind is free to dream, to imagine, to visualize and we are open to receive bursts of insight, inspiration, and artistry.  Percolation time is a necessary precursor (at least for some of us) for spurts of creativity. 

It struck me that we all have a deep need for rest, for so many reasons.  As a society we are often rest-deprived, placing value on busy-ness and productivity over this restorative space that can feel like nothing is happening.  What we miss is that often, something important is still going on even though there isn’t outer evidence or product to show. When we have time and space, we can access fresh perspectives for problem solving, and our imagination can dream up things that wouldn’t be possible if we forced them.  When our nervous system can relax, we are not in a state of fight or flight, but rather receptivity, wonder, and openness.  We are more likely to respond more thoughtfully than react mindlessly.

I offer you this way to look at REST:
R – Re-boot
E – Exit
S – Space
T – Time

 
Re-boot: Just as your computer or phone can get bogged down or frozen and needs to be powered down and then re-started, we too need periodic re-boots.  Without taking a break, we become overly reactive, spinning (just like that annoying circle on your computer), going nowhere.  Our nerves are frayed, we’re depleted and drained.  We need to interrupt this spinning by stepping back from the habitual pace at which we move and the typical things we mindlessly do.  We need to power down, unplug - choose to give ourselves an intentional break to refresh, rejuvenate, re-fuel, re-energize (so many great R words… I could go on forever, but I’ll spare you! You can add your own).  This allows us to start up again with renewed energy, fresh perspective, a lighter heart.
 
Exit – Like a performer, sometimes we need to “exit stage left” from the center of our lives where all the activity is happening.  Get out of the spotlight, step behind the curtain, take off the costume, mask, and makeup and just BE.  Whether you step away for 3 minutes, 3 days, or 3 weeks, an intentional exit will give you a chance to re-boot.
 
Space – We need space in our lives – physical space, space in our schedule, distance from one another and time between activities.  I was highly aware of this on our drive.  I want several car lengths between me and the car ahead of me; I want to change lanes well before I need to make a turn and in a time when it’s safe to get over. 
 
This tendency transfers to life for me.  I don’t want to be squeezed into a tight space where I have to react without thinking, to feel pushed or rushed.  In traffic or in daily life, these scenarios make me anxious.  It’s easy to fill our schedules so tightly with calls or meetings that there is no room between meetings for a bathroom or meal break or even time to do the actual work. It’s even easier to fill our schedules so that there is no time available for the mini reboots (a quick walk outdoors, a conversation with a friend, a breath of fresh air or a day off), and we begin to feel an internal pressure of constraint and overwhelm. We need breathing room in our days in order to think clearly, be inspired or creative, show up to life’s challenges at the top of our game (or at least closer to it). 
 
Time – We need time… time alone, time to move more slowly, time to breathe, time to connect and time to reflect.  This goes very closely with space, as you can see.  We need to allow ourselves more time than we think we need to get places and finish tasks!! How many of you are overly optimistic when it comes to those kinds of things?  When we give ourselves time, we create the space which allows us to exit or step aside for a moment or more in order to re-boot. 
 
How do you know when you need a REST?
 
What are your signals when it’s time for you to give yourself this critical R.E.S.T.?  How does your body let you know?  Your mind?  Your heart?  Your spirit?  Learn to listen more closely for these internal signals so that you can respond with self-compassion and kindness.  We want to be proactive in creating this time of R.E.S.T so that we don’t find ourselves “resting” with a headache, illness, or injury. 
 
Taking time to re-boot, exit, and allow space and time will have a ripple effect!  Not only do you benefit – the people in your life will thank you too!  Give it a try and please let us know your thoughts and experiences here.  How do you like to give yourself R.E.S.T.?  What happens when you don’t?  What’s your promise to yourself in terms of honoring this need in the next little while?  

In need of a R.E.S.T?  Join me on retreat...  

If you're in need of some serious rest, please consider joining me, Sandra Sabene, and Carol Moon for this year's Let Your Light Shine Retreat, September 24-28th at the deeply restorative space that is Light on the Hill Retreat Center in the gorgeous Finger Lakes of Western NY!  We have created this time to allow you lots of space and time to let down, to connect with your inner wisdom and inspiration, to renew and be deeply nourished physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually! Early bird registration closes July 31st!  

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Everyday Beauty

6/1/2021

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This week I come to you with a simple, but not easy invitation.  Slow down and notice the everyday beauty all around you.  Pause to take in sights, sounds, scents.  Cherish a sweet smile shared in passing with a stranger.  Savor a conversation with a friend.  Take your time as you enjoy the sweetness of a strawberry.  







This practice pairs well with gratitude and it can completely shift our experience of life because it redirects our focus.  Even in hard times, sad times, angry times, there is beauty to be found.  The more we notice, the more often we remember to look.  We soften and we begin to allow in “this too…”  Even as my heart breaks, I can find the beauty in a flower offered with love.  Even when it's a dark and gloomy day, there is a fleck of color that catches my eye.  

Curious... What do you notice? 
I'd love to hear about the beauty you notice as you move throughout your day.  I'm also curious what shifts for you as you take time to look for it… to include it.  Please share in the comments below!  

This isn't about painting over anything painful or hard.  It's about saying “this too…”  This too is here.  It isn't all good or all bad, all black or all white - there are so very many shades of color in between.
 
This week's meditation is “Everyday Beauty.” I invite you to join me in this practice as we slow down and become present… as we notice the beauty we might otherwise miss.  May this practice fill you up.  

If you've missed previous meditations, you can access my entire library for free at Soundcloud.  I invite you to explore and see which practices would most support you this week.  

​A Beautiful Invitation for You: 
Doors are open for my Soul Care group (which is a truly beautiful thing in itself) for the summer session which begins next Monday, June 7th.  This is a group that comes together to focus on self-care and also nurturing and nourishing our souls so that they are filled up!  We will be gathering every other week on Monday evenings from 7-8:30 PM EDT June - August.  Email me to apply if you're interested in joining this group.  

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What Would Love Do?

4/13/2021

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Each morning I set an intention for my day…a quality that I invite in to support me throughout the day.  A guidepost that I can touch back in with when I remember.
One of my favorite and most powerful intentions is Love.  It allows me to check in with it throughout the day, asking, “What would Love do?”  before I react to a situation or sink into a particular story I'm telling myself.  

Asking What would Love do? allows us to tune into the quality of love as a guiding force.  Love reminds us to be gentle with ourselves and others, to act kindly and with compassion, remembering that we're all doing the best we can in this moment.

What does Love do?  
Love listens… 
Love sees you and hears you 
Love comforts a hurting heart
Love softens loneliness
Love sits with a hurting friend without any need to fix or advise
Love gives from a generous place, without expectation
Love fills us up
Love sets boundaries that are clear but not harsh
Love says “yes” or “no” without apology
Love cultivates trust
Love cuddles the dog
Love patiently sets aside the to-do list and chooses to be present with another
Love puts the phone away
Love smiles at a stranger, holds a door, and lets the anxious driver cut in

Love feeds the birds
Love slows down to notice the beauty
Love appreciates what's here

What else?? 

I invite you to try it out today. When you find yourself reacting, pause… ask yourself, “What would Love do?”  and notice how it changes your interactions, your perceptions, your perspective, and your day.  Let us know by sharing in the comments! 

The meditation I am sharing this week is one called “What Would Love  Do?” I invite you to enjoy this practice as we begin by first extending this love to ourselves.  

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What are Your Defining Moments?

4/6/2021

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Preparing for a recent podcast conversation with Sandra Sabene, I pondered a question she offered up.  What have been the defining moments of my life?  Those pivotal moments of impact, the ones we might label “bad” and “awesome.” 

For me, these moments have been heart and soul moments – not mind, logic, or typical measures of success moments. 

They have been the following my heart and listening to the call of my soul moments that have stirred something inside, shaking me awake, nudging me forward, calling me to show up… even when it’s been hard or I haven’t wanted to.  These are the moments that have made me more alive, more me… 

These moments let me step fully into the life I have been given, even when I really didn’t like how things were going.  The times I did not get stuck in a puddle of victimhood forever, but rose up, stepped forward.  These are the times I’ve been able to create something from the pain, work toward initiating change, being part of something new. 

Consistently they are moments that that energize and activate me – the moments that say, “We’re off on the next great adventure,” or “Oh boy…here we go, whether I like it or not…” 

For me they have often come after major hurdles in life that have threatened to stop me, break me, or bring me to my knees.  Sometimes these moments came through death or devastation. 

At times they have been excruciatingly painful – they have stopped me and torn me apart, throwing me off a path I desperately wanted to be on.  Until (with a lot of loving help and support) I was able to start crawling forward.

Sometimes they came through inspiration and excitement (often a powerful combination of terror and excitement).  The words that come pouring through from some unknown place.  The art that calls to be created.  The move that says, “It’s time!” 

Reflecting on several decades of life helped me to realize that there is not ONE defining moment in our lives, but rather a wide collection of them that have brought us to this day. 

Defining moments are the “right” steps and the seeming “mis-steps” along the way on the path called YOU.  They are the significant yeses and the critical no’s of rejecting what “makes sense,” walking away from what does not fit, and sometimes turning away from the thing you thought you were supposed to be or do. 

They are the waking up and coming alive moments.  The moments of daring, courage, hearts breaking open.  The times you listen to the nudges that get you to the next right place, that bring in the right people at the right time.  These are often times you can’t explain or justify (and likely you don’t care to!). 

The times you break through the fear and do what you know you have to do, be it “good” or “bad,” easy or tremendously challenging. 

More often than not, we don’t know these are defining moments until years later when we look back and see where they’ve led, what they’ve given birth to.  At that moment when we stepped into the dark abyss we could never have imagined where it was taking us. 

These are the moments when you learn something new about who you are and what you can handle – the times you learn a little bit more about what you stand for.  What you will and won’t tolerate.  What you absolutely must take action on.  The times you make the hard calls or take the bold risks and do the thing even though you’re shaking in your boots.

They are the moments of grace that allow things to unfold as they are meant to on a universal scale, not in the man-made version of life.   Only time will reveal the outcome for many of these moments.  All we can do is show up for what’s here now – right in this moment.  We may not have any idea how it will go.

These are the moments that make the butterflies swarm in your belly, your heart pound through your chest, your whole being get a little dizzy wondering, “Am I really doing this?”

The ability of the heart to find its way back to a friendship that seemed to be lost, to show up for a loved one who is lost in the darkness, the trusting that somehow, we will be all right, no matter what happens… moving into and through fear, into joy and allowing ourselves to feel it all. 

These are the defining moments of a life, and I truly am grateful for my wide collection of them.  
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The Way It Is
By William Stafford

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
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​Through these moments are woven threads that come from the heart and soul, the essence of who you truly are. 

What are your defining moments?  Take a moment to soak into them and feel how they feel in your body? I’ve recorded this meditation to guide you through this process if you like.   

And if you’d like to hear the conversation that was lit from the spark of this exploration, you can catch it here at Arts & Healing with Sandra.  
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Grace

11/8/2020

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I’ve been pondering “grace” as we move toward our Virtual Mini Retreat on the 11th, Finding Grace.  I wonder if it may be slightly mis-named, as I think grace may be unfindable.  Grace finds you. 

What is grace?  It is not those words we rotely recited at dinner as a child (or maybe, for you, it is). 

You can witness it, experience it, feel it, but it seems to be beyond words.  It’s not something you work at, but rather an ethereal quality that enters into both beautiful and troubling moments of life.  There is an opening to grace, an allowing that happens. 

Grace is present in the pre-dawn hours when a mother sits in the dark, gently rocking her sweet sleeping baby.  Grace is present in the soft kiss on the brow of a dying loved one.  Grace enters in and carries us in the moments we don’t lose it in the midst of rage and confusion – when instead we are able to stand steady and face whatever is here.  When we are able to be clear, confident, and compassionate, even as our voice quakes and our whole being shakes. 

Grace is a Divine presence that encircles us when we come together in times of fierce and gentle love.  Grace holds us when we surrender and allow ourselves to be led.  Grace is also present in the strong actions of protest against injustice and wrong-doing.  When we find the courage to stand up and face our oppressor, and say “no more” in a clear and unwavering stance, grace surely stands by our side. 

Grace is witnessed in the silent prancing of the deer, the smooth flight of the seagull, the head toss of a frolicking horse.  In the breath-taking performance of a ballerina or a singer taken over by a mighty force from within.  Those moments that leave you breathless.  I think grace is present there.

So, how do we “find grace?”  We quiet our minds.  We slow down our busy selves.  We open our hearts and our eyes to notice.  We breathe softly.  We listen deeply.  We love fiercely. 

Grace is in the magic of the rising and setting sun, the changing of the leaves to orange, yellow, and red, in the delicate uniqueness of the snowflake.  Grace can be soft, and it can also be fierce. 

Grace is in the miracle of lives spared in unimaginably treacherous situations.  It is in the reuniting of lost loved ones.  It is in the protection of the imprisoned as they find their way home.  Grace finds us and opens us if we allow it. 

Grace is in the language of the poet, the flow of the dance, the stroke of the artist’s brush, the gentleness of the breeze, and the reflection of the still pond. 

For something that is beyond words, I’ve just found a lot… after all, grace is worthy of our curiosity, our exploration, our inquiry.  Grace deserves to have us sit with her and feel her softness and her strength in the beating of our heart, the pulsing of our veins.  Grace is a life force energy all its own. 

We will not see it in the blustering of an enraged person or in one driven by fear or vengeance.  Does grace exist in fear?  I don’t know, but I do know it can glide in as a balm if we allow it.
 
Grace is admitting when the fight is over and walking away.  Grace is embodied in acceptance, and it walks hand in hand with dignity.  Grace is woven into the tapestry of healing and recovery.  Grace is in the eyes of the one who can look beneath the surface, into the heart and soul of another, and see the essential goodness.  

Grace is in extending compassion to those who have hurt you. It slips into the dark places of pain to say, “May I begin to forgive you in order to release my soul from the agony of so much anger, hatred, and blame.”  Grace says, “I’m sorry.  I was wrong.  I didn’t mean to hurt you.  Please forgive me.”  Grace loves when it seems unreasonable, and grace also holds the boundary that says, I love me too, and this I cannot/will not endure any longer.

Grace will guide us when we ask to be led to it.  In the quiet still moments, ask.  What do you find?  Invite it in.  Let it hold you in troubling times.  What do you feel?  It is worthy of noticing. 

For me, this simple exploration has softened me.  It has slowed my entire being.  It has calmed each cell in this body and soothed my racing mind. 

Grace holds fiercely, but lightly, what she stands for.  Grace is Divine.  It cannot be defined, for words limit its boundlessness, but it can most certainly be felt and seen. 

It is the sparkle in the darkest of times that whispers, “We will be ok.  We will be ok.  We are ok.  We are stronger than we think, and we will get through, but not by kicking and screaming and forcing things to go away.   We will be ok when we accept and allow, and show up to follow our guidance.  We will be ok.” 

Thoughts?  I invite you to sit with the idea of grace.  What comes up for you?  Please share. 

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Lessons Learned from My Mom...

11/1/2020

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This time of year marks the anniversary of my mom’s passing.  It’s been 17 years now, and I have been reflecting on the life and love I was blessed to share with her while she was here.  I thought it would break me to lose her, and it didn’t.  I still feel her with me, even now.  She lives on in my heart. 

My mother was a beautiful blend of sweetness, gentleness, kindness, shyness, humility, feigned incompetence, and fierce fiery grit.  This woman would helplessly ask me to change her clock time or her lightbulb, but she faced cancer like a warrior woman! 

Here are just a few of the lessons I learned from my dear mother:



Do not collapse when you think you can’t go on – You are stronger than you think!
When my dad left her for another woman after 32 years in an era when a woman’s only job was to devote her entire life and being to her family, she did not collapse.  Facing unwanted independence in her early 50’s, she showed up for herself.  She hadn’t worked since her 20’s, but she launched herself into temp work that ultimately led her to a position in our local library that she held onto into her early 70’s because she loved it so much.

Kindness is the way to go.  Give people the benefit of the doubt. 
When a waitress was particularly gruff, rather than getting upset about how badly we were being treated, Mom brought in gentleness, understanding and compassion… offering “Maybe she just broke up with her boyfriend…”

Don’t bear a grudge – forgive and bring loving compassion to people and situations, even when it doesn’t seem reasonable
After my parents’ divorce, she never spoke unkindly about my dad and encouraged us to be involved with him.  She found a way to forgive, I guess.  I don’t think she had a bitter bone in her body, but rather gave people grace, compassion, and loving kindness. 

Flow with what life brings your way
I always knew I would lose my mother too early in my life – she was 44 when she had me, after all.  I was undoubtedly an accident (ultimately a happy one, I believe) after my parents adopted my oldest brother when it seemed they couldn’t have kids, and subsequently gave birth to 4 more.  It had been 10 years since a baby had been in the home and my sister was deathly ill.  I don’t know how my mom did it, but somehow, she created a loving home for one more.  She opened her arms to a baby, tended to her daughter in the hospital, cared for the others, and pulled it all together – finding a way to clean the house, cook the meals, bake the cookies, and love on us as if we were all that mattered.  She was the epitome of a good mother!

Be free!!  Enjoy this life.
When I was 12, my dad left us, having found a woman who he thought better matched his intellectual and adventurous tendencies.  While devastating in some ways, this also deepened the richness of my life with my mom and our opportunities to live our own adventurous life!  I was the only one at home, so we bonded together and began to travel the world – we ate out more often, we laughed more often, we found things we enjoyed doing together, and we became best friends.  We made it through, and we made it through in style, choosing to live rather than crumple into a defeated puddle.  St. Croix, Disney, Texas, Arizona, and cruises called to us, and we said “Yes!”  Summers were spent at our cottage in the Finger Lakes, playing cards, savoring root beer floats, entertaining friends and family, and basking in the beauty and peace of this place that mom had bought with her own money. 

Don’t be fooled by the soft veneer – underneath a mighty giant lies in wait to awaken when she is called
When Mom was 72, she was diagnosed with breast cancer and underwent treatment involving surgery, radiation, and medication.  Grateful to live nearby I was able to support this modest woman with wound care, meals, home care, and rides.  She went on to beat this cancer and found remission.  She lived life and enjoyed her family, friends, work, music, theater, and travel.  Cancer was not going to stop her. 

Persevere in the face of adversity
6 years later, a new cancer came, likely a result of the medication she had taken for the breast cancer.  She stayed with us post-surgery and my family and I were able to support her through recovery, and the ongoing chemo.  She loved her medical team and even seemed to look forward to her chemo days.  She did all that she could to beat this disease so that she could continue to thrive. 

When the choice is life, choose it!
For nearly three decades she had shown me what it could be like to live life fully, and she wasn’t about to stop now.  She made the decision to leave the home she had lived in for about 20 years to move into a senior living facility in order to have community and support.  Moving is always a big transition, but she handled it with grace and ease.  She enjoyed meeting new people and sharing activities and meals with them.

When it’s time to go, go in your own way. 
On the day before her death, my sister and I (having no idea that the end was so near) visited with her, cleaned her apartment, ironed her clothes and got things in order.  I think this mattered a lot in the sense that things were “tidied up.”  She had hurt herself in a fall over a week before and was in a good deal of pain, food no longer tasted good and that was a big loss for my mom – she loved to enjoy her food!

I don’t even know why, but I asked her if she sometimes wished she could just die, and she acknowledged that yes, she did.  I suspect there was an unspoken permission to go in that conversation.  She told the nurse that night that she wished she could just close her eyes and drift away…  this seems to be exactly what she did.  They found her the next morning, “unconscious and unresponsive.” 

And, though it wasn’t the end I envisioned, because I strongly wanted to be with her by her side as she passed, I realize she would never have wanted that.  She loved us but would not have wanted to distress us with her final breaths.  I find comfort in witnessing how much choice she seemed to have in the timing of her departure – before the cancer that was invading her belly took over and things got really miserable.  She went at the exact age she had always told me “seemed like a good age to die.”  She had lived a full, rich, and loving life, and she was ready to be done.

Love transcends time and space.
I still feel her here with me, breathing through me, inside of me, emanating out, supporting me as I move through my life.  I know she walks with me, loves me, and looks over us all.  I can lean into her soft and gentle embrace (I can still feel how gloriously smooth, warm, and soft her skin was).  I can remember her tender look and feel.  I am softened by her sweetness.  I thought it would kill me to lose her.  It hasn’t.  It has added to my will to live, and I will be forever grateful for that! 

I love you and miss you every day, Mama Bear!!  Thank you for being my mother and my best friend!
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p.s. a few more lessons that might have supported me and might serve you well:
Baking soothes the soul (as do the smell and taste of fresh-baked bread, cookies, and cake!)!!
There’s always time and room for “a little something” (her version of a shared sweet treat)
Live well, laugh often, love deeply!
Wishing you a little something sweet this week!!  


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Happy Birthday, Ethel!

5/25/2020

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It’s Memorial Day.  And, it’s also my mother-in-law’s birthday.  She would have been 95, and our missing her is strong, as she’s only been gone for a couple of months.  This morning I reflected on the life she lived and the tenacity, persistence, strength, and heart it must have taken for her to live it. 

Her husband died in 1965, leaving her with 4 boys to raise (from my husband who wasn’t yet even a year old to his oldest brothers who were both already in college).  She had to learn to find an inner strength in the midst of what I imagine was tremendous grief.   She had to learn to ask for help, which I imagine did not come easily to this fiercely independent woman.  What she didn’t need to do was to find another man to complete her.  She knew she was complete as she was, and nobody was going to tell her how to parent! 

Ethel, I love you, and I honor you, and I am so very grateful for all that you did for us and for our boys.  They love you with all their hearts and will never forget the special relationship you had.  Thank you for being an integral part of our lives.  Thank you for giving birth to Tom and raising him to be such an amazing man, husband, and father.  Ethel, you done good!  Are you kidding me!?  You done great!! You are a hero.

On this day, which happens to also be Memorial Day, as we honor the heroes of this land, I include you.  Against all odds, you raised 4 boys to be independent, strong, wise, loving, caring men who each was able to walk his own path, find his own way, and become who he was born to be. 
But, that wasn’t enough for you, dear lady.  Your heart was so big that you helped the lost ones in school – the kids who no one else was able to help or support; the kids that others thought were a problem.  You showed up for them, loved them, and found a way to teach them.  What’s more is they delighted you with their mischievous ways!!

That wasn’t enough.  Your mission in this life was to help kids, and you wanted to do even more!  So, at the youthful age of 60 you decided to become a foster mother.  Wow!  I know you saved some lives and families with your commitment to loving and supporting them through some tough, tough times.  Thank you.  I honor you. 

Thank you for your service.  Thank you for showing your boys what a strong, independent woman does!  You amaze me, and thank you for unleashing my heart and soul to flourish.  Witnessing you and learning from you has helped me to claim my strength and to find my way.  You broke the mold you were told to live in, and have helped me to do the same! 

Thank you for bringing your fierceness in alongside my mom’s softness and quiet strength.  You have both shown me what it’s like to rise above the adversity of unexpected and deep loss and to find your way in uncharted territory, carving out your own way, living a life that was full and rich and fulfilling.  Each one of you being you.  In your way. 

Yes, the men of our families went to war, and today they will be remembered and honored, and today I also remember and honor the women who carried on at home.  The women who somehow tended to themselves and their families until they could break free to be who they were born to be.  The women who climbed Bald Mountain in their 70’s!!  Today I honor you women who showed me how to live and love deeply and fiercely. Women who showed me that you don’t curl up and die when the going gets tough, but you somehow find a way to keep on going and find the things that bring you joy! 
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Happy birthday, Ethel! I hope you and Betty have found one another and are having a great picnic party today!! 

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What Do You Love?

5/8/2020

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Now wait… before you read on,… pause.   Take a breath.  Maybe close your eyes and put your hands on your heart.  Get curious.  With an open mind and an open heart, ask, with genuine interest… what do I love? Then see what rises up.  Be willing to be surprised.  What DO you love??
 
Recently I posed this question to a group of women who may not often think about this, particularly in the context I asked it.  Also, I asked it in the middle of a global pandemic at a time when many of us are feeling weary, worried, unsettled, and uncertain.  I asked moms of kids who struggle with substance use disorder –what do you love about your son or daughter?  What are their best qualities? 

Lots of women replied, naming so many beautiful qualities their kids embody, acknowledging that it’s been awhile since they’ve reflected on these aspects of kids who are often associated with pain and struggle.  Which was exactly my point in asking the question.  Not to pretend that the horrendous experiences aren’t there, but to remember that beneath this disease, there is still a loving, caring, kind, humorous, creative, generous being. 

If there is a person in your life with whom you have a challenging or complicated relationship, you might take a moment to consider what qualities you love in this person.  

Why am I asking you now at a time when there’s so much we don’t like, so much we are worried, scared, or discombobulated about?? 

I find it really helpful to remember that the whole messy mix can be true at the same time.  It’s not all or nothing, black or white, good or bad.  Rarely does life present itself in a neat package despite our mind’s desire to simplify it that way. 

We look at what we love, not to erase or to pretend that the painful, uncomfortable, less desirable things aren’t also here.  We do this to see that there’s room for it all.  That it can ALL be here, at the same time, in the same reality, in the same heart.  We don’t have to choose what we hate or what we love, what we’re for or what we’re against, what we want to lean into or what we want to eradicate forever.  We can be with it all.  You can love the sunshine and warmth, remembering that beach in your happy place, even as you cringe at the snow that is here when it shouldn’t be! 

It’s a simple practice to wonder and to notice from time to time.  And, so, I ask you, even in your sadness, despair, worry, or fear, to consider, remember or discover the part of you that loves.

Right now… consider, what do you love? 

About yourself? What are your best qualities? (let's start here... and, if you go no further, that will be more than enough!) 

About the situation you find yourself in? 

About life?

About the person or people who challenge you deeply? 

What do you love to do? Eat? Experience? 

Who do you adore, and what is it about them that you love?

What do you love to be? Do? Have? 

Feel into it with all of your senses – what images, thoughts, scents, feelings emerge?  What brings a smile to your face or lights you up inside? 

What brings a sweet “aaahhhh….?”

For me, a few things that come to mind right now that I love are sunsets; lakes and oceans; “The Grinch;” Snoopy; the smell of a bonfire or fresh-baked bread; sunshine and warm, fresh air; laughter; deep honest connections;  the smell of a horse farm and feeling my body sway with a horse; and helping other people light up! 

Now, let's be honest... it might be way easier to know what we don’t like, what we wish were different, even what we hate…  And if that’s where your mind goes, then start there.  When we’re deep in the muck, it can be hard to see out.  Then, take a moment and look at the flip side.  The opposite of what you hate is likely what you love or what you’re longing for. 

Let it all be here.  There is no need to jump over the uncomfortable, the painful, the sad or scary to get to the happy, peaceful, joyful feelings.  We have the capacity to hold it all in these hearts of ours. 

When we can touch in with what we love, we soften, if only for a moment.  Something inside of us stirs.   We awaken maybe a long-forgotten spark.  We connect with something deep and true. 

From this place, maybe we allow ourselves to dream or desire.  Or maybe we allow ourselves to simply accept someone else as they are, even with the parts we don’t like or wish weren’t there.  Maybe for a minute we are able to see the essential goodness in another person. Maybe we energize ourselves enough to take that next step. 

What do you love? 
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Feel into it.  Awaken your heart.  And, then please share in the comments and let’s sprinkle some love around today! 

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