Stories about life, love, death, and what comes after.
“It’s as if those 14 years had been wadded up and stuffed back on some lower shelf in the art studio only to tumble out and trip me up out of the blue… And what did I trip over? Two diagnoses. Two autoimmune disorders. TWO. What?? How could this happen? I am connected. I am deeply spiritual. I’ve done the work ~ for decades. I know who I am!!!”
My prayer right now for every one of us is that we can fully remember peace. Not faux peace, or a pretense, but rather the eternal peace that always lives within, no matter what storms life brings. I’m in grief right now and, per usual, I don’t see anything good in it. Experience whispers that … Continue reading a prayer for all of us. amen.
Years ago, about seven months after my husband died, I was driving across town on a glorious spring day, top down on my little car. I was thinking of the circumstances of Mike’s illness and death, of the countless instances of extreme neglect and serious errors which led to cardiac arrest, subsequent kidney failure and, … Continue reading forgiving the unforgivable
