Photo Credit: Shutterstock Through my writing, the wound I'm working with becomes a scar - my words, the story, the craft of my art...it's all medicine for me. And then, when I share it (from the scar) it has an opportunity to help heal wounds in others. For me, my best writing comes from the wound and my best writing comes from the scar. Ergo: WRITE FROM THE WOUND, EDIT FROM THE SCAR. Heather Demetrios When you teach (or write) from the scar, you've come into some wisdom abo

Photo Credit: Alexander Mils She Let Go She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go. She let go of fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go. She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scrip

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

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

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

Photo Credit: Sarah Renee A glimpse into the unseen realm, and how God uses ordinary moments to call us into prayer for others Heaven sees us, even in the most ordinary, forgettable moments. Even when we're standing in a grocery store aisle, holding two boxes, trying to decide between gluten-free crackers or the "healthier" potato chips, mentally running through a to-do-list that never seems to end. Nothing about the moment feels significant. And yet, it is. Because Heaven is