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Hands and Hearts


Our Holy Wow
Douglas enjoying a day on the lake. In celebration for the life of Douglas Evans Madsen.
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Aug 11, 20251 min read


Here We Are
Douglas still extending his heart and hand outward More Alive in Heaven- A Story of Healing, Purpose, and Redemption ***Douglas and I...
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May 5, 20252 min read


It's Okay to Ask for Help
Hey there, I understand the tremendous courage it takes to reach out to another on this path that you never, ever imagined walking, yet...
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Mar 21, 20222 min read


Diary of a Seeker~ Guest Writer Niki Schultz
Artist: Scoutcuomo I haven’t awakened feeling this good in ages. I got almost 10 hours of uninterrupted sleep. My body and my nervous system have much healing to do, this I know. And of course it would after all I have put it through. (I must interrupt here my sweet girl, MUCH of which was NOT your fault. You keep forgetting this and I will keep reminding you.) Thank you – I have had people tell me I am hard on myself, but I suppose we can talk more about that later. I am so
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2 days ago5 min read


The Architect of Me
Artist: Thomas Cole The only life we hold up is our own. Elizabeth Gilbert, speaks so eloquently to this. “Surrender into trusting others on their own journey. Surrender into love. Surrender into taking care of your own business. You do not hold up anyone’s life. We do. And we hold yours too.” This was her download from love when she asked, what would you have me know today about holding up others? For a recovering codependent this is something I must ask myself constantly a
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Apr 133 min read


A Difference Maker
Photo Credit: Fr. Lincoln Ure, at the annual Blessing of the Hands event at St. Mark's Hospital, Salt Lake City, Utah Discovering a heart with ears, a mentor, has been a life changing event in my life. I discovered the gift of mentoring while in my two year chaplaincy training program. A ‘walk and talk’ with my supervisor, Linc, occurred weekly. Always I had Kleenex stuffed into my pockets, for the two of us. We walked no matter how cold, snowy, or frigid the temperatures wer
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Apr 64 min read
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