The Innate Healer (and what to do when you cannot help)

I shivered in the cold, forced air of the dim hospital room and pulled my shawl tighter around my shoulders.  I listened to the ominous drone of the heart monitor.  He finally fell asleep.  I watched my child, now a man, lay there in the hospital bed with the flimsy covers upon his slight frame,…

Balancing Health and Life with the Four Directions

Life can be hectic but it is nothing short of a beautiful winding journey.  What are we to learn on this journey?  We struggle to understand ourselves, those around us, our children, our jobs, our circumstances.  But through all of that, flowers begin to flourish in the cultivated areas, even in the seemingly destroyed crevices of our…

Grammie School

It used to be referred to as “Mommy School”.  That is what Andy used to call it.  He loved workbooks and extra reading.  We loved to visit museums, art galleries, and book stores.  This was when he was five or six.  He would tell his teacher all about Mommy School. But time found us getting…

Emily at Eighteen (Happy Birthday!)

“Oh Emily, so sweet and true Oh Emily, my love for you extends beyond a thousand miles Will see us through a thousand trials All I see and know to be right, disappear from my sight, as my adoration for you surrounds us like light.” March 1997 1997 2015 Emily at Eighteen, a beautiful sight…

The Life of a Healer- Part 1 (oddities and healings)

I remember that little girl rather clearly though it was many a year ago.  Her name was Wildflower and I can see her now with her wispy brown hair and big blue eyes planting dandelion seeds in a circular pattern in the neighbor’s yard in hopes of creating bountiful yellow meadows on that city block. …

Lessons From a Child (as taught by our granddaughter)

Sometimes you have to stop and jump in a puddle…for no reason at all. And take a break to sit in the sun… Spend lots of time with friends…. Don’t sweat the small stuff… See everything as if it were the first time. Wishing you all a sense of wonder, enchantment, a prosperous spring, and…

Shyanne Mae

Eighteen years ago on this morn A baby girl was soon to be born With soft brown curls and big blue eyes She viewed the world as a big surprise… From the beginning, Shyanne would only be with me.  As a baby she would not let others hold her, would only stay tucked on my…