After spending a special sunny, warm weekend with a writers community, reflecting on the gifts measured in successes and struggles in 2024 and looking forward to the dreams for 2025, Bill and I were navigating our way back to the San Diego airport early Sunday morning to catch a flight home. The traffic was light, […]
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Sitting in the quiet this morning within the reality of the continued massive devastation… SO. MUCH. DEVASTATION. From those relentless wildfires destroying human life and creation to the relentless suffering of illnesses and loss… I find myself remembering standing in front of the inferno, watching helplessly as our life’s possessions and the safe sanctuary of
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The longest night of the year just happened! 3:20 a.m. CST marked the moment. Today will invite seconds of light to be added each day to the journey towards more light. During this Holy Season of darkness and waiting, within the womb of the earth, there are lights everywhere. Lights twinkling, steady, bright, dull, colored,
The twenty-eight-year-old young man had just witnessed his momma crossing over her eternal threshold while his five-year-old boy was in the next room dreaming of the Legos that remained strewn all over the kitchen table. “It looks like a major project is underway!” His grief smiled as he responded, “Yes, my boy loves his Legos,”
Oh my gosh! No! My heart pounded as I stood in the hallway outside my room in my pjs and barefeet. No phone, no key, nothing… except my hot cup of cacao. Now what, God? It was 5:15 a.m. and most of the retreatants were still sleeping! UGGH. But wait! I remembered passing a woman
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“Bring your favorite candy for a writing exercise.” Immediately I knew what was coming with me to the Arizona writer’s retreat. When ordering the luscious Do Not Chew truffles from New York, I was sorely disappointed when the sales lady informed me they would be unable to fulfill my order until later in the year
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“I am still with you…””Okay, I am still with you…” I heard this repeated by the customer representative helping me with an erroneous Sirius subscription added to my billing account on 3/16/23. He repeated it to the point of pausing my heart. I became still and marveled, mesmerized by the assurance of his calm voice
As I learned of the details of Jessie’s accident, I felt a glimmer of hope rising when I discovered that one of her friends had carved her name, the date of her accident (3/16/09), and a cross in the bark of the very tree of her death as we knew her. A promise from those