It’s the Small Things

It’s the Small Things

This was written in early January of 2020 It’s the small things that help me. Tonight at the local grocery store, outside, eating under the stars is one of their workers* on break, a young man who is also autistic. He’s very open about his autism. He’s sweet and kind...
Bridge to Compassion in Polarizing Times

Bridge to Compassion in Polarizing Times

I live in what people call a predominantly “red” state, and I just returned from visiting another predominantly “red” state, staying at the home of a man with Trump signs in his yard. I am a Biden supporter. I don’t own a gun or any weapons. I don’t stock food and...
On Suicide and Love

On Suicide and Love

When someone we know in the news, an entertainment celebrity, a sports figure, fashion or music takes their own life, it can send shock waves through our fragile systems, and shock waves through the world. We have been touched by their lives and sometimes feel...
August Drums

August Drums

Music on the Mountain Do you hear the drums in the background of your life?                                                  There                                                              Hear                                                                       ...
How to Rest in 4 Easy Steps

How to Rest in 4 Easy Steps

My mom, Cathy, was a great rester and is the inspiration behind REST. She started meditating for an hour a day when I was a young girl. As a teenager, I joined her in meditation, which became a lifelong practice. But beyond meditation, my mom knew how to go into a...
Our Collective Grief

Our Collective Grief

  Our Collective Grief was written and recorded after the murder of George Floyd.  
Companioning Philosophy ~ Help in Grief

Companioning Philosophy ~ Help in Grief

Companioning Philosophy Dr. Wolfelt’s 11 Tenets of Caring for the Bereaved by Alan D. Wolfelt, Ph.D. www.center-for loss, com Companioning the bereaved is not about assessing, analyzing, fixing or resolving another’s grief. Instead, it is about being...
A Day to be Called Home

A Day to be Called Home

If life is a movie, Wednesday afternoon at 3 PM must have been the scene where one is called home. I took my mom to the doctor’s office. It was nothing serious. JG, our trusty caregiving friend, came with us. The first good chair in the doctor’s reception area sits...
I Love You into Love

I Love You into Love

You are seen. Everything is seen No judge here Simply seen. People in your world wrapped up in judgment I do not judge I love I love you into love I love you into love beyond the highest hills and mountaintops I love you into love beyond the greatest ocean depths I...
A Riser You Become

A Riser You Become

You were a warrior when young Then the world crouched in and a worrier you became And then you stood up and the world crouched out And Riser you became Regardless of the world, regardless of naysayers, of unconscious ones A Rise you became Rise I rise Rising like the...
When Pee Becomes A Pleasant Distraction

When Pee Becomes A Pleasant Distraction

I thought I was helping a friend over the phone when he interrupted me abruptly. I didn’t mind the interruption. I didn’t mind the abruptness. But the tone of voice was harsh, almost angry, and definitely impatient – and I felt hurt. My solar plexus hurt. I did the...
When Does the Killing Stop?

When Does the Killing Stop?

I hesitated to post this piece because increasing the polarity is not my intention, but there is a lot of frustration and sadness and wonder of why we don’t have sane gun control measures in this country is. My greater need is to understand. Understand why...
On Compassion for Caregivers ~ The Angels of Earth

On Compassion for Caregivers ~ The Angels of Earth

  If you are inclined to get on Creative Compassion, formerly The Story Circle, and receive meditations, stories and art, please sign up today. Access to a 15-minute video meditation towards the end of this post is available to you. It was created to help you...
Honoring Trees and Loved Ones

Honoring Trees and Loved Ones

This was first written twenty years ago after my dad passed on This March 29th is the anniversary Peace unto you and yours, wherever you or they may be Honoring Trees and Loved Ones To become comfort unto ourselves There is nothing else but us We are all here Those in...
Follow Your Dot

Follow Your Dot

This past holiday season, I walked into a store and listening to their holiday jazzy songs piped over their sound system, I waited for the clerk to help me. Waiting half-an-hour, the energy drained from my body. I craved to do nothing for a long time. Nothing. It...
The Puzzle of Gratitude: Is it Just Another Platitude?

The Puzzle of Gratitude: Is it Just Another Platitude?

A few weeks ago, I received an email from a pastor asking me to speak at her church. I asked her if she had any suggestions and she wrote, “How about gratitude?” I paused and then wrote back. “”Well, that’s funny. Gratitude? I have a lot of anger and...
When You Are a Caregiver, Where Does the Art Fit In?

When You Are a Caregiver, Where Does the Art Fit In?

Holy Ground It doesn’t. It doesn’t. And if you’re someone like me, who needs a good amount of mental spaciousness and a place free of clutter, so your mind and imagination can soar, then it never fits in. It doesn’t. But you dutifully try until you wonder if you even...
A Riser You Become

A Three Prayer

Branches Threes Lead Three dreams Three wishes Three wise men The triple Goddess Sundari Saraswati, Kali, Lakshmi Om aim, srim, hrim The Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost Threes grace this day And Lead my Way ~ Elizabeth...
I Love You into Love

Poem A Day

Footsteps in the Sand There is time And there is time beyond time When the door is open Doors that swing back and forth Between Soul and Earth and God and Good In the secret compartment of the Heart There is an inner chamber Known to the Keeper of Time It opens and...
Blameless

Blameless

Ice Buddha Do not blame yourself for not doing more of what you knew not what to do Blame and judgment are callous cavernous spaces That take you away from the beauty of this day Self-inflicted torture Like the ascetic who denies their body Or the man and woman who...