You can multiply the good feelings in life through your intention to nurture them, the gentleness with which you hold them, and the generous spirit with which you engage them. The good feelings in life don’t need to be used sparingly. They don’t need to be exchanged for something more valuable. Nor hidden, nor hoarded. There’s…
Words + Pictures For Your Beautiful Heart
Something to tide you over through the doubt. (To rooting for goodness.)
Children run and shout outside my house. Bruised knees and sticky hands speak of good sweat and endless summers. Children look out from the tv screen with fear and hunger in their eyes. Some have no shoes, no parents. Some have innocence in them yet. She sings an aria onstage. Her elegant gown sparkles…
For the lost days, the troubles, and the fire in your belly.
Tenderness is a solution. But then, there’s also planning. Breathing is therapeutic. So is goal-setting. Clear priorities have medicinal properties. Magic waits in every baby step. Inspiration feeds authentic action. Your response to life’s challenges can be systematic or something more limber, more spacious. Choose a time to act or choose to wait consciously as…
This is our story of love and fortitude. (I can’t believe I get to live it.)
I remember how warm his hand felt wrapped around mine. How safe it made me feel as we crossed the Dublin streets. I remember the way we laughed until we cried as the piano solo began. Front row, center, we tried to hold it in but only laughed harder. I remember the joy and innocence…
Open, open, open…you will be soft wonderment. 🌱
They knew her as Dream Girl, Child of Awe. She lived in the fields just outside town. Gardens surrounded her home, and beyond that a wall with a great door. You could find her balancing atop the wall, listening. Her bare feet felt for familiar stones, ruddy cheeks turned toward the sky. “Feel how soft…
I know pain’s inevitable, but still…where’s the love?
What does it mean to love your life? Like, actively love it. I’m talking about love, the verb. As in to hold dear, to cherish, to thrive in. (You know, loving.) Speaking for myself, it’s easy to look for the feeling of love without the doing of love. I find myself thinking, I’m waiting…where’s my passion? My excitement? Why aren’t I loving this? …
Let it all drop 🍃
Once, I was a falcon, or at least I tried to be. Fast and focused, I was quick to act, quick to think, never a moment wasted. I wanted to fly the farthest and be the most ruthless. I carried with me always a sense of urgency, as if to say, “Look how much I…
For the serenity, love, and grace in you.
Serenity, Love, and Grace are my oldest friends. Before I knew their names or understood the magnitude of their tender power, I felt the peace and strength their presence gave. These dear, old friends taught me the art of looking and listening inward. In watchful stillness, they stand sentinel over me today, waving me back…
Love what you love, small as it may be (and shine that love on the world)
It’s the little things that can sink me, but it’s the little things that save me, too. Little, fleeting things, details and outcomes and misunderstandings can make me feel so small, almost as much as the big things do. When I look at what I’ve torn or chipped, stained, spilled, or burned underneath, it’s easy to see the worst in…
This is what I trust above all else
Love yourself, come what may. When it comes to suffering and healing, this is the path I trust above all else. It’s the foundation of my writing, the first step in my clinical work, and the lesson I keep learning myself. If it were that easy, I’d leave it at that. Love yourself, come what…