By Shirley Riga I find myself sitting at a table Arm wrestling for control knuckles white hands shaking with my opponent called time I...

By Shirley Riga Becoming a mother changed my life For my children are my teachers I couldn’t treat my babies With disrespect and hardness...

Courage 1, 2, 3 Jump Ready set go Start Chin up, eyes forward Walk With Determination Courage is found in my breath Determination is...

by Shirley Riga I feel communities pushing Impatient for the normal holding denial in their hands looking toward familiar routine I want...

I’m learning to let go of my need to control my morning meditation. Almost two months ago I would start preparation the night before. As...

I grew up believing I was how others defined me. I relied on invisibility and compliance to stay safe. I grew up feeling remorse and...

Though a day late, I was moved to share this writing. We pray for earth’s renewal. We pray for continued growth, abundance and viable...

Our walk into spring is different from any other Expectations are masked Time is free to roam Gentleness and patience Tame our minutes Be...

Hope is Surrender By Shirley Riga I learned something about myself last night I won’t use a shopping service ever again I care deeply for...

A simple photograph can feel like an explosion of my senses Catapulting me back 60 plus years Causing a reflection of my life from the...

Back in the late eighties I was involved in a small UCC church in western Massachusetts. My children were elementary school age. My...

I am many faces. I am a mother, spouse, medium, singer, actor, healer, author, teacher, friend, survivor, and witness to my life knowing...

I had a blast on my birthday. My happiness meter hit a ten with all my birthday wishes, cards, emails and gifts. I was in such joy. I am...

Years ago I was challenged to pause in front of a mirror I pass and say “I love you” while looking directly into my eyes. It sounded easy...

As I walk one day at a time into the unknown future not knowing what to expect while believing I will adapt to the changes at hand, I am...

Snowing! There’s a Woody Allen saying which I am taking the liberty of changing to fit my beliefs. If you want to make an angel laugh,...

In the mid 80’s I was in weekly therapy dealing with my new-born terminally-ill child. I made it a habit to go to a bookstore after my...

I called him an old friend, but I’m not sure “friend” can describe him. He was definitely male, stood erect, alert and had a keen eye....

The wind and pelting rain befit my emotions over the last 24 hours, so much so I felt like my breath were the gusts pushing on the...

Broken open to unclaimed thoughts demanding my attention. I am spent in my tears and awake to the darkness in the dawn. Yet I am loved,...