We are experiencing dramatic changes – in our climate, our government, our health and financial systems – but the biggest shift may be happening within ourselves.
Who is Your HERO/HEROINE?
Selecting this question from my Just Ask 1 2 3 card deck as a writing prompt, it was easy to answer…
How do you talk to yourself?
How do you talk to yourself when you make a mistake or when you struggle to remember a name or a date? What do you tell yourself when you think that you’re “not good enough or smart enough” or when you say or do something “inappropriate”? Oftentimes, it’s our negative self-talk that is the loudest and yet we don’t even consider that it may be prejudiced, one-sided, or simply wrong.
Connecting!
Quarantined in our homes, unable to gather in restaurants, coffee shops, social settings – places where we used to meet up with friends and family – we may be feeling a little isolated and disconnected. With restricted or no real face time, we might ask ourselves, “How can we stay connected while being physically apart? Who and what is most important in our lives? How are we experiencing this time of uncertainty?”
This Precious Moment
Life is made up of a series of moments.
Oftentimes it’s the littlest things that mean the most.
In a moment, we can tell someone “I love you”, smile at a stranger, give a friend a hug, say a prayer for someone in need, or let someone know: “I’m sorry”, “thank you”, or “I’m here for you.”
Falling Into Grace
No matter how good we are or how much kindness and love we spread in the world. . . no matter how careful we are…things happen that can send a jolt to our sense of well-being and our physical and mental health.
What Are You Counting?
During this holiday season, what if instead of counting the presents under the tree and all of the cards, texts, tweets and twitters, we count the blessings in our lives – the friends and family, the freedoms, the joys, the opportunities for connecting on a deeper level…
Touch
The touch of the softest skin – my mom’s face, the touch of my dad’s fragile body as I try to help him up from a fall, the touch of my Aunt Jean’s manicured hands detached from the mind who doesn’t know who I am . . .
The Ultimate Kindness
Only when the last tree has died, the last river has been poisoned and the last fish has been caught, will we realize that we can’t eat money. — Native American Cree proverb
Why do we tend to value people, places and things more when we are at risk of losing them?
Just a Minute
A minute seems so minuscule that we don’t give much thought to wasting it. “There are so many more in a day,” we say. But those minutes, moments, hours, days are precious and when gone can never be recovered.
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