Your birthday today -a wish from a mom

Tbis space, WordPress, is where I come to speak my truth from my heart, uncensored (typos and all). Today is your birthday. I day I celebrate. As the years pass, there’s a sadness. No longer my baby, my child who is with me, a constant companion. You have your own life. I rejoice in the…

And here it starts, again

Raw, from my mind, my soul, my heart. Yet to be cencored or edited by my ego. The voice that whispers, “follow the magic, the love, the pain.” It starts with a curiosity, a longing, a wondering. Who were they? What were their stories? And how am I them, if at all? I am filled…

Trauma (therapy Thursdays)

Empty eyes, gazing away- lost and marous. The look when trauma enters the room. It’s like a flickering light, deciding on whether or not it’s going to stay on or off. And once it’s on or off, there is no turning back. It’s like a 50 foot wave has crashed upon the person sitting across…

Friend

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Dear mothers of my family

Dear mothers, My mother, thank you for your advice, friendship, love and support.  I wouldn’t be where I am without you!  I am deeply grateful. To the grandmother, I only knew you through vague stories told through the eyes of a heart broken boy. And yet, in each picture I see of you, your eyes…

Heard

If you sit in silence. In the stillness. You can hear. The words of God, the Universe. So believed my Quaker ancestors. It is this sitting. The stillness. The silence. That I run from. Try to elude. Yet at times, I crave, desire, need and find myself falling into.  The sweet nothingness. This escape. This…

To the men

Dear fathers and grandfathers, the forefathers of my family, Thank you for your fight. Thank you for desire to survive. The need to thrive. The will to push forward. Thank you for wise counsel. Soft word and empathic eyes. Thank you!

The ladies Vail

Dear grandma, great grandma, and all the mothers before. I can only imagine the struggles you faced. The difficulties you encountered. I look at your pictures, the deep sadness in your eyes. The stories absorbed and buried. To survive. To protect. To live. I let this go. This no longer serves us. It no longer…

To the grandmothers I never knew

Dear grandmothers, I only knew you through vague stories told through the eyes of a heart broken boy. Or the long lost memories of a little girl. I mainly know you through pictures. The little girl. Whose life ended too soon. Even though you were sick, you always smiled. Thank you for the gift of…

New Horizons 2017

And there you have it! Career, healing, rest, retreat, healing and family!

Treasure

  Shared laughter The sunrise and sunset The sound of waves Being with those I love: family, lovers and friends Time, sleep, food, creativity, music, nature, the universe- whatever feeds my soul Moments shared and memories created  Check out more treasures here

Echos of ancestors

They are part of us Echos of the past Who we once were  They are part of us, these echos DNA, traumas, quirks, beliefs, rituals and habits These echos of us Still silently, subtly influencing thoughts,  actions,  behaviors These echos that stir within Tenderly tend to these  echos Without them, who would you be? Release…