Tag: acceptance
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Authenticity
“Don’t let anything dissuade you from blooming into the person you are meant to be.””Do not let the waves of doubt wash away your authentic self.”~DodinskyI chose to shorten one quote by taking just the last sentence and combine it with the quote on the next page for today’s reflections.I have spent the vast majority…
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Gardening My Heart
Today I plant my sorrow,In a tightly bound seed, Soft within, cased in a hard, brittle shell,Balancing it gingerly in my palm,Clasping my fingers around it,Holding it close one last time.This grief has been my companion for a lifetime,And a part of me can’t bear to part with it.I hoe the soil, removing the weeds…
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Flow
Inside of balance is a notion that we can detach and just Let it be,And inside of letting it be is moderation, with nothing withheld and nothing in excess,And inside of moderation is surrender, giving up the need to control outcomes,And inside of surrender is flow, giving up that resistance to change,And inside of flow…
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Humidity
“You have magic hair!” my student exclaimed, pointing to my rapidly rising, busy, frizzy head of hair that had lost its sleekness and was now expanding by the second. “Humidity hair” is what I’ve always called it. And not affectionately or with that child’s delight and wonder. Smooth styles turn sizzly, curls go cuckoo. Some…
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Reflection
The mirror stands in front of me, Reflecting what it sees. Lines and wrinkles, gray hairs, too, Signs of aging that never cease. Some might wish their mirror had, A filter like their phone, To tease them into thinking that That image they could own. But, Mirror, I trust you understand, The story behind each…
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Thorns
A few weeks ago, I was out front trimming my rose bushes back. They were aggressively attacking cars pulling in and out of the driveway and the mail carrier making his daily trek up the sidewalk. Suited up in long sleeves and gardening gloves, I began the task of trimming and bagging the shorn stems.…
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Pain Without Suffering?
The Pain: My mom, suffering with dementia and in memory care, told me excitedly when I visited, “I have 3 children, 2 boys and a girl.” I am her fourth. The Pain: “The goal of hospice care is to keep her comfortable and let her live out her final days in peace,” the nurse reassured…
The Journey Inward 