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Stand Alone

Prompt: 5 minutes "Stand Alone" Stand Alone Stand alone. On your own two feet. See what you can do without any others to stop you, to help you, to harm you, to interfere, to suggest other ways. What does your heart say? What is your heart saying to you?  Stand alone. You already do stand

Stand Alone2025-08-12T09:28:37-04:00

“Boundaries Burst”

Time: 10 minutes       Today's Prompt:         " Boundaries burst" Boundaries Burst Boundaries burst every time. What the hell, you might say? I thought I’d learned that lesson and then you realize you’ve done it again — compromised your integrity, your soul, giving in to the pressures to be liked. Boundaries

“Boundaries Burst”2015-07-10T01:13:02-04:00

Nana’s 79th Birthday

October 26, 2014 I had an insight this morning: Mom “reaching out” from her 79-year-old vantage point, longing to share, impart, connect with the subsequent generations of her family. We roll our eyes, take in some things, but hurriedly, slightly irritated at the incessantness of it all. Some stories some of us have heard a

Nana’s 79th Birthday2025-08-12T12:17:52-04:00

Anne Lamotte on Robin:

Anne Lamott's words always speak to me, and so I will share her words from today: Anne Lamott This will not be well written or contain any answers or be very charming. I won't be able to proof read it It is about times like today when the abyss is visible and we cannot buy

Anne Lamotte on Robin:2014-08-12T14:44:40-04:00

Depression

Depression Depression is a lonely business. It sits behind one’s steady eyes, shaking your faith in yourself, your place in this world, your desire to stay in it. Sometimes it all just seems too much. And when you’ve felt like this more times than you can count, and you’re on the downhill slope of life

Depression2025-08-12T12:20:11-04:00

Interior Vision

Tuesday, July 22, 2014, 11:11 am Prompt: "Interior Vision"   20 minutes Interior vision happens when we stop the madness of the world to dwell on what’s inside our very cells, our breath, behind our eyes where luscious sunsets melt their beauty, trickling rose and orange down into our very souls, at the cellular level

Interior Vision2025-08-14T22:32:07-04:00

4, 3, 2, 1

From my writer friend, Carol Henderson, with whom I share a mother's heart at all times. Thanks for sharing yours with us, Carol. 4, 3, 2, 1.

4, 3, 2, 12013-07-05T23:38:51-04:00

It’s the night…

It's the night before the PET scan that will reveal whether the 9.4 mm "lesion" on my brain is anything to worry about or not. Obviously I'm glad to have some answer as to why I've had such increasingly frequent and debilitating headaches, especially during the past 6 weeks, complete with nausea and pretty much

It’s the night…2012-04-27T08:36:58-04:00