Off the Hook

August 23, 2015

Tell everyone you know: “My happiness depends on me, so you’re off the hook.” And then demonstrate it. Be happy, no matter what they’re doing. Practice feeling good, no matter what. And before you know it, you will not give anyone else responsibility for the way you feel — and then, you’ll love them all. Because the only reason you don’t love them, is because you’re using them as your excuse to not feel good.

Esther Hicks, Teaching of Abraham

Three Little Words

August 10, 2015

My recent post on the blog I co-write with Sue Bradford Edwards and Lori Strawn, praypower4today, led to my writing an incredibly short e-book on Kindle called Three Little Words. The catalyst for writing this teeny, tiny collection of three-word affirmations was inspirational blogger, the Lady Calen, of the wonderful blog, Impromptu Promptlings. I wrote this as a lark, and it’s so tiny I can’t even call it a book, more a booklet! So I wanted to thank Lady Calen and offer her these three words: you’re an inspiration!

Accentuate the Positive

June 3, 2015

Deep Truth

Anytime you feel negative emotion, stop and say: Something is important here; otherwise, I would not be feeling this negative emotion. What is it that I want? And then simply turn your attention to what you do want.

In the moment you turn your attention to what you want, the negative attraction will stop; and in the moment the negative attraction stops, the positive attraction will begin. And—in that moment—your feeling will change from not feeling good to feeling good. That is the Process of Pivoting.

Esther Hicks, the Teachings of Abraham

Goodbye Ritual

May 17, 2015


Wonderful post from a blog worth visiting, Impromptu Promptlings!

Originally posted on Impromptu Promptlings:

Yesterday I reblogged a post by Ruth Williams from praypower4today. She mentioned in it remembering how her dad used to stand outside his garage when she was coming over for a visit and remark that she was late. She said she finally realized it was his way of saying, “You’re the highlight of our day! Couldn’t wait for you to get here.”

The light bulb went on and I remembered something I’d written about MY dad on the anniversary of his death. Thinking about it made me wonder if that’s really some kind of “parent” thing. If we all have our little rituals that give our lives continuity.

If you do, I’d love it if you’d share it in the comment box!

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Goodbye Ritual

I don’t remember when it started, when my father decided, consciously or not, that saying goodbye needed to…

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Before the Sun is Lost

May 14, 2015


Great Poets of the Blogosphere: S. Thomas Summers

Originally posted on S. Thomas Summers: Writing with Some Ink and a Hammer:

Here’s a part of my today.


There’s always dusk,
when the shadows stretch
across the porch

like a splay of soft blankets
A catbird, gray as ash,
will, for a moment, perch

on the railing as it considers
the steam rising from your tea.
You’ll only notice the pine’s perfume,

as fresh as winter, after the bird
is called away: there’s a nest to repair
before the sun is lost, before it’s lost.

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Mother’s Day Ode

May 8, 2015


Relatives tell me I look a lot like my late mother (she would never have liked the term late, for indeed, she was always on time for any appointment).

While we do share some characteristics (like the patented “snort and cackle” when laughing – the snackle, if you will) and a penchant for saying to unresponsive teen-age ears, “Enunciate!,” I’d have to say we were not really all that similar.

  •  She spoke five languages.
  •  I speech wun (Inglich).
  •  She played Bach like nobody’s business.
  •  I play the radio like a professional.
  •  She was genteel and cultured.
  •  I am kinda like, from Jersey (she was too, but seemed less so, if youse know what’m sayin.)
  •  She was always in my corner and cheered me on no matter what.
  •  I was oblivious to her encouragement until it wasn’t there anymore.

Thank you, Lord, for the mother you gifted me with.  I hope she’s snackling up there with you, playing a fugue on the piano and sitting in that log cabin she always pined for.  God bless all the mothers, always in our hearts.

Pets We Heart

April 27, 2015

Just remembering my dearly departed lab mix, Sheena – Blogger/Author Lady Calen of Impromptu Promptlings, well, prompted this stroll down memory lane. Still miss my crazy dog!






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