Dear loving You, (says the moon) I see you lying thereheld with earthen hands.Your radiance reaches mein an arc of divine light. Your warmth is like a blanket of lovedraped over your friends, family, and kin. I see your light reflecting upon all that you touch,the nearby waves shimmer withyour gratitude and devotion. Dear loving […]
Category Archives: Love
Happy Heart Day
I’m all about celebrating the heart… so happy heart day to you! Since there is no way that I could give a tangible token of my love to all 250 studentsthat I work with, I decided to turn myself into a valentine day card.My front seen above and the back below. And this is the […]
Letting Go, Passing Away and Coming Together
A few nights ago while I was at the coast in LaPush, sinking into a powerful place during a time of deep change, learning from the raging winds, enormous waves, wisdom of the land, and lessons of community, I had a powerful dream. While I was writing the dream the next morning, I felt my […]
challenges of loving
When I know your total acceptance then I can show you my softest, most penetrable, delicate, beautiful, and vulnerable self. ~ Joseph Zinker And what of the courage that is needed to own these delicate and vulnerable places? The space may be held, the foundation upon which an integrated person of profound self appreciation, self […]
loving
The experience of being loved is one of acute receptivity, of taking in the gift of another. It necessitates readiness to let the other person penetrate one’s deepest stratum; it requires openess and lack of defensiveness and suspiciousness that the loving person will be injurious. In the experience of letting the other person love us, […]
Overcome with blessings
My granddaughter Abby recently turned two. I stopped by to visit her tonight. She took me by the hand, leading me to sit on the living room floor next to her mom. She then began skipping and galloping in circles around her mother and I, singing and shouting whatever came into her mind. (free association- […]
Paper Towel Purse
A purse made out of paper towels was left in my office mailbox. No name, just a precious gift from a child. It wasn’t necessary to receive recognition for making the gift. It was given with a pure heart. I have purchased a shadow box for the purse and will proudly display the purse in […]