Sometimes I don’t put two and two together until the discomfort in my heart or my body is screaming loud enough.

I've learned to understand the idea why disorder or chaos is necessary in our lives.

This idea really speaks to why I enjoy and need to meditate.

I’ve tried to do everything perfectly to achieve the outcomes I wanted. I learned to judge myself against high standards.

Knowing I am dying, enables me “more time” to live while dying.

I made a commitment I believed anything is possible

Step by step aging is like mirror work With less resistance to acceptance

I reside with my inner trust always looking for inspiration like a well-worn stuffed animal

We can choose each morning to do something different, and that can trigger the butterfly effect.

I want, in fact - to borrow from the language of the saints - to live "in grace" as much of the time as possible.

I’m calling all angels to support me In this present challenge of acceptance

Silence is my friend I visit every day always there waiting to slide its arm around my shoulders to welcome and settle me in.

Our minds are powerful entities. Our intentions can create our physical reality. How do I respond to a medical emergency?

Yesterday I knelt on the ground. I held prayer and peace as the seconds wore on feeling the infinity of struggle surrendering every moment

A promise to myself I make In this pause of self-respect for a moment to breathe in silence and reflect.

I find myself sitting in discomfort, fidgeting, unable to make a decision. I don’t think I’m alone.

Trees are forgiving. We are surrounded by living trees all looking different and yet the same.

As I practice silence, my hearing is more attuned to listening on the inside

My awareness is a gift My intention is the rudder My breath is my fuel

Stillness has brought me here. My inner world is deep. Yet I look up to pray My inner world is filled with life And yet I sit alone.