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Collage #3-Where Am I Now?
Where am I now? This is the last question of our three-session time together reflecting on our collage creations and reflecting on our lives.At the end of session two, our facilitator gave instruction ........
Collage # 2---What Am I Longing For?
Are you ready for question number two? What am I longing for? I pondered the question for the weeks between our sessions, wondering, what IS my deepest desire?With Collage #1—What Do I Love? I didn’t ........
Collage of What I Love
A three-session workshop, called: Push the Stop Button---to reflect and create collages with three questions, caught my attention.The first collage question was: What do you love?Three of us, in addit ........
NEW LIFE
“I love you,” our three-year-old grandson said to everyone while sitting at the oval table with seven of us ready to savour our evening meal. “I love you, Grandma,” he said as he looked at me wi ........
The Power of Love
With the transition of power in our United States, and knowing what’s been promised; I sometimes feel frightened and powerless.I pray I keep my focus on God and the power of love. I pray I do not focu ........
The Last Autumn Leaf Let's Go; Will New Life Begin?
Since mid-September in northern Wisconsin, USA, the trees resembled yellow, orange, and crimson bouquets. The trees are bare now. The ground and rooftops are frosted. Snow is on its way. I walked ........
Centering Prayer and Contemplative Art Bring Me Peace
Monday morning, I joined the virtual Centering Prayer Group offered by the Cenacle Sisters, led by Sister Mary Peters. (cenaclesisters.org) That afternoon I joined contemplative artist, Lauren L ........
Fallow Time - Letting Our Soil Renew.
In my last blog, I said I felt empty. I referenced Rumi’s poem, The Guest House. The poem tells me to welcome and accept all that comes, while being open to letting to go, and open to what is offered. ........
Feeling Empty—What’s Happening?
Life has changed these last few months. I am letting go of my life as it has been.I need to be home more with my ill husband. I find I cannot listen to, nor speak with other people as much. This SPACE ........
Are You Dismissing a Creative Wish?
Have you said to yourself, “I wish I could do that.” Did you let it go? Did you push that wish away? Did you think it was beyond your capabilities; yet, the silent yearning stayed? I know this place.H ........
Perfectionism Kills-I Choose Gentility
I didn’t know I was growing up with perfectionism. I knew I had to be quiet. I couldn’t give an opinion. I had to hide my fears and tears. I knew there was something wrong with me. I strived to meet t ........
I am a Blessed Crone Even in Chaos
Our world is filled with chaos; with many people and critters that don't have basic needs met. It is hard to hear, to witness the suffering. At one time, actually for many years, I thought I had ........
A BLESSED CRONE
I have become a blessed crone.The word crone often has the connotation of a crotchety old woman one wants to leave alone, for their own sake.Certainly, old woman is in the definition; that's me, as I ........