I follow Maria Shriver’s Sunday Paper, the I’ve Been Thinking, weekly posts. I follow Maria not because I know her, but because on a weekly basis, she seems to hit the target; she “nails it” with everything from family to community to world news. Maria tackles relevant subjects, and I find I am inspired by…
When I’m missing grandma and want to feel her presence, I open her box of clippings for a glimpse of her heart. Among the booklets of prayer, meditation, poetry, and inspiration, I hear her through words of encouragement, relevant words. Thoughts, found in a tiny book of poems, is one of my favorites. THOUGHTS by…
We got lucky: it didn’t rain. It was a GIRLS’ WEEKEND, and after a scrumptious lunch in an old school turned restaurant, we walked along this path. “Gorgeous” hardly describes. I was in the moment, strolling along and completely enjoying the beauty of my surroundings. Druid that I am, I turned my head toward…
Would Orlando have happened had the shooter heard the letter? I remember it very clearly. It was slightly darker than normal, and it was patchy, maybe even flaky. It looked like dirt, and was all over the child’s neck. It went far from unnoticed. The child had short hair, and, as with anything in plain…
“The game of life is a game of boomerangs. Our thoughts, deeds and words return to us sooner or later with astounding accuracy.” — Florence Scovel Shinn
finding merle 