Posts Tagged ‘soul’
Don’t Wait Until Tomorrow. You Don’t Know If You Have A Tomorrow.
When news of the basketball legend Kobe Bryant’s tragic death flashed on my phone, it felt surreal. No, I’m not a basketball fan. I’ve rarely watched a full game. And yet, his death hit home hard. My husband and daughter are huge fans of the game. But that’s not the entire reason why I felt grief well…
Read MoreMy 1,689 Failed Attempts to Improve My Life
I believe with every cell in my being that I am an old soul. A part of me has known this even when I was a little girl. As I grew into my twenties and thirties, I wanted to live up to that cherished ideal. To be an old soul in a world which wasn’t…
Read MoreGrief Healing Tip #6: Be Your Own Spokesperson
You need to get out more. I’m taking you shopping. Being alone isn’t good for you. Advice, advice, advice. You get a ton of it when you’re grieving a loss. Most of it comes from people who care about you and mean well. But here’s the thing. No one but you knows how you feel.…
Read MoreGrief Healing Tip #2: No map or timeline
As a culture we navigate our lives via Google’s search engine. We rely on Google Maps to tell us how and when we’ll get everywhere. We love 1-2-3’s, how-to’s, and formulas. Unfortunately, there is no reliable GPS, or 6-step formula that can help us navigate our grief journey. When will the pain end? is a question people ask…
Read MoreWhat Messing Around With Paint Taught Me
About a month ago I spent a delicious weekend creating with spirit in the company of a sacred circle of women. For twelve hours over two days we created art, meditated to the healing energies of sound bowls, bonded, and engaged in ritual and ceremony. The image on this post is a result of that…
Read MoreCaravan Of No Despair
When I turned the last page of Caravan Of No Despair: A Memoir of Loss and Transformation by Mirabai Starr, I closed my eyes because it felt like a holy moment. I had been witness to the sacred transformation of a mother who had traveled the arid wilderness of loss when her 14-year-old daughter Jenny…
Read MoreGrief: Catholic, Hindu or Jew??
Grief is not Catholic, Hindu, or Jew. Grief is not black, white or brown. Grief is the great leveler. It slices through differences of country and culture, faith and fanaticism. Grief is the language of the human heart broken by loss. It is to give voice to this message that Lo Anne Mayer (USA), Daniela…
Read MoreA Daughter’s Gift of Daffodils
Sherri Elizabeth Tidwell was only 14 years old when her mother committed suicide. The young girl’s anguish and yearning for her beloved mother birthed something beautiful for the world. Sherri offers us a wonderful bouquet of gifts through her book The Daffodils Still Grow: A Book for Grieving Daughters. Based on her personal story and…
Read More3 Principles That Can Change How You Live
A couple of weeks ago, I made a presentation on FAITH at a retirement community. I ended my presentation with this quote: “Accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in what will be.” The quote struck a chord in many seniors who lined up to request that I write it out…
Read MoreHow My Aunt Would Console Joe Biden
A very dear aunt of mine is 93 and lives in Chennai, in Southern India. She has experienced the deaths of both her adult sons and a son-in-law. Brain tumor, stomach cancer, liver cancer. I think of her as the Biden family grieves the loss of 46-year-old Beau. I think about what she might have…
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