My last class of a fourth/fifth grade split in 2003. I was the luckiest teacher in the world to have taught these heart nuggets over my career. My gratitude dear ones. One cannot make these things up. I was recently recalling a class project I had my elementary charges engage in at the end of our school year. I was describing it to my friend and recalled that I had read about a teacher doing this decades ago and that it had been something I knew I must incorporate into my cla

I understand that it may become a slippery slope and dangerous business to involve oneself in comparison. However, there are moments where perhaps it resembles a marker, something that might happen for us or not? Igniting sparks of hope and creating glimmers of light to illuminate our next steps. When my life without my son physically living within it became my reality, I longed for those just a few steps further along on the path. Creating soft footprints that perhaps my fee

I recently listened to the most glorious meditation offered by Sarah Blondin, on Substack. She referred to those seeds, poems, words that become a sustenance snack for her throughout her day. Often a few short words arriving as needed to take root and pass along. Let yourself be well was what Sarah witnessed from within. I took note not too long ago, the author, Liz Gilbert, expressing that her wellness meant more to her than her personal happiness. It feels attainable and su

Choosing to share or not  is always a choice and never do any of us need to feel obligated to do so. It is something that when I do a quick check in on the inside I almost always receive a green, yellow or red light sense and that informs me of how to handle the inquiry. I will always recall being asked how my son had transitioned and that they did not know the full story and if I chose to, would I please share. I dropped inside myself and felt that maybe just giving a brief

Dear Love, what would you have me know today? Oh, my little tender one where tears are always just below the surface. I adore that about you and it is what makes you so juicy. Do you recall how you worried about that when going though menopause that ever orifice was drying up? Well, that might be true for some of your bits, yet never for those tear ducts of yours. You met another momma of child loss yesterday at the school you both have been involved with for years. That rec

“I am both the calm AND the storm, and I wield my power mindfully. I tap into my inner wisdom and I am successful in all of my endeavors. I now call upon the Divine to protect me and guide me through every moment, and I feel life open up for me. New possibilities, perspectives, and insights are everywhere! I see clearly and make excellent choices. I am living in abundance from this moment on. I am at peace. I am passionate. I am loving. And most of all, I am ALIVE. I am prese