Teeny Tiny Pieces – …along the path to wholeness

During the best of times, receiving gentle, nurturing care, can be a luxury.
During days like these, gentle, nurturing care, can make the difference between sadness and sanity, weariness and well-being … between ease and struggle.
You need extra care … and I need extra care. And so, I am opening Weekly Glow, a Long-Distance Healing Touch Group....

… that day when abnormal began to feel a little normal.
When talks, and things I didn’t want to say, were from six feet away. When the plaster corners looked so good but my mind was too crowded to fully appreciate them. When I bought food supplies and left them on the doorstep. When my son texted me a pic...

It has been a long while since I’ve written.
A long while since I’ve written here, or most any where else.
The burden, the responsibility, to write is always there, but there is most days, a heaviness that allows us only enough strength to forge ahead with what must be done....

Frosty grass crunched under my leather boots as I trudged across the yard to find the early morning moon.
Grandma Mabel’s small wooden table under one arm, and my table-top telescope tucked under the other.
Though the sun was still well below the horizon, its soft light had just begun to color the oak trees … autumn colors just beginning to show.  Shyly, quietly, in the early morning light....