personal growth
New Year’s Evolution
This blog came to me as I thought about the inspiring, light up the world woman who asked me how I choose what I write for my blog. I have been following her life and evolution this year since leading a workshop she attended last year that was titled exactly this: A New Year’s Evolution…
Read MoreHills One Step At A Time
Hills… one step at a time… going up. A walker, not a runner, I have been challenging myself the last couple of months to complete the 2.7-mile path I love by completely jogging it…no stopping…my goal: by January 1, 2016. I have either been jogging the flat parts and stopping when I get to hills…
Read MoreQuestions That Grace the End of Each Day
There is a beautiful story, one of many, in My Grandfather’s Blessings: Stories of Strength, Refuge and Belonging by Rachel Naomi Remen, M.D. It is a story I have shared over the years with many audiences, most recently with professional caregivers as they sometimes struggle and feel frustration with how to be present with those…
Read MoreVirtual Caregiving Community #1
As I was walking my 5.4-mile trail this morning, feeling the luxury of the weather, my health and so many other things in my life, I began to think about how caregiving happens virtually. It takes place in what might seem like the most unexpected places as we normally think about caregiving. And then there…
Read MoreEarly Morning Writing- My Own Caregiving
I am barely going to beat the clock on this blog! Each morning for going on a year and a half I have relished following The Miracle Morning practice, so beautifully crafted by Hal Elrod. I do not miss a day even if it means getting up an hour or more earlier than planned. Silence,…
Read MoreGift of a Caregiver From Birth to Death
Until a few months ago, I had never pictured myself in my mother’s womb. Never. It did not even occur to me. I obviously know I was there for 9 months and the objective knowing is where it stayed. Perhaps that is part of the lack of talking about anything “close” in my…
Read MorePruning
Recently, the daylong winds felt like an event. The cold added to the drama. The energy and movement created by the wind mesmerize me. I sat for the longest time watching the limbs of the trees blowing and bending as if in a wild dance of the hundreds in the neighborhood. There was both synchronicity…
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