Filling the Silence

Much of the time, I am trying to fill the silence.  There has been a lack of silence in my life.  My family growing up consisted of three male siblings. My father is a very loud man. We used to joke that to be heard in our house, we had to yell.  Noise was a…

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The Space Between

“It has been said that it’s the space between the bars that holds the tiger. And it’s the silence between the notes that makes the music. It is out of the silence, or “the gap,” or that space between our thoughts, that everything is created-including our own bliss.” – Dr. Wayne W. Dyer I am…

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Breath Is Your Anchor

The yoga instructor sat cross legged in front of us. Our eyes were closed and we were breathing.  Deep inhales and exhales through our noses.  The rhythm of our breath was setting a vibe in the room, and his voice was soft but clear. “Your breath is your anchor.  When things are feeling out of…

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In the Eye of the Beholder

Years ago there was a Twilight Zone episode called “In the Eye of the Beholder”.  It took place in a hospital and there was a woman whose face was completely wrapped in gauze.  She was anxiously excited to have her gauze removed.  She has undergone multiple surgeries to help her “look normal”.  We learn that…

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January 10th- The Wolf Full Moon

You can’t miss the moon tonight.  The large glow sits outside my window as I write this, and I am filled with knowing. This is the full moon where one should set an intention.  This is the moon that calls you to let you go of those things, people, relationships and situations that do not…

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On Being an Empath

The life of an Empath is an interesting one.  This gift comes with so many jagged edges.  These edges catch and sometimes I feel like I am a conduit for light and love. I feel the sensations down and up my left arm and I know I have hit a vein in the person I…

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Single Mom Life: For Whom the Bell Tolls

I set the mousetrap and it worked. I knew it would be effective. I never doubted it’s ability. My mind teethes on pride and sadness. The trap was flipped upside down.  The body laid beneath. I asked/begged the boys to join me as I took the thin plastic bag, which was going to act as…

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Single Mom Life: A Note to Self

I just started a new book. It was left on my desk yesterday with no note.  Books always have a way of finding me, but I wish I knew who this person is because I would thank him/her.  This little number is a compiling of well known people and the notes they would write to…

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