Category: Recovery

Peaceful Plateau

I’m on a peaceful plateau. It feels good, nice to feel centered, grounded and immovable. Of course “This too shall pass.” But does it have to? Maybe not, if I’m willing to focus more on my Higher Nature of Spirit. The key is staying in tune with my body/mind and notice the thoughts and sensations... Continue Reading →

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Gift of Love and Passion

The days I sit with myself and the house are a balance between the days I pushed full-speed. I take it easy and slow with no pressure. I sit in a place of accepting and allowing. Balance within the day is better. I am in The Great Whatever but it feels different than in the... Continue Reading →

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Chase Sensations and Happiness

The body is very interesting! Since I was young I noticed momentary sensations in various places and wondered, “What was that?” I soon realized not every sensation was an emergency alarm and began to ignore most things that aren’t persistent. I had shooting pains through my abdomen, weak and achy ankles, the normal itches, bruises... Continue Reading →

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Powerless Wonder

I mined a gold nugget from my January 2002 journal. I had completely forgotten the phrase that came in a dream in the 1990s, “All I ever require is Powerless Wonder.” I also referred to The Great Whatever, which I’ve not forgotten, but don’t practice the way I did. That would be a good thing... Continue Reading →

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Being Too Hard On Myself

On email I saw someone I don’t know posted to my FaceBook timeline. I went to see if it was a dragonfly photo or something I need to take down. OMG! A beautiful flower had a quote about beliefs that was taken directly from one of my blog posts. It gave credit to Denali Dragonfly... Continue Reading →

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My Big Toe

At the turn of the New Year I read from my 2001 journals. It set me on an emotional edge that I haven’t adequately released. I have not worked on my book since. I need to get rolling, but I mainly allow myself to be wherever I am in any given moment and do whatever... Continue Reading →

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Can’t Help Myself

Walking to school in my early teens I noticed a silent narrative in my thoughts. I still have it because I practice it. We each are the narrator of our lives however we produce it. Maybe it is a monolog, dialog, committee meeting, or we think those voices belong to someone else. We may think we don’t have control over them, but we do.

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I see clarity in my holistic Being.

I am not responsible for what anyone else feels, thinks or does. I don’t have that kind of power. I am here to BE Grace, share my experience, strength and hope holistically with the world. I can no longer keep my light under a shroud of silent darkness.

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