We struggle to minimize our humanness and to expand our spiritness “thinking” that it is the right thing to do. But I would argue that our experiences and perceptions from both our human and spirit parts of us can be equally wonderful, magical and extraordinary. And one without the other
This morning before heading to the airport, I saw Henry was waking and went over to snuggle with him. He pulled the blanket up to his chin again and laid in bed slow blinking. Tempting the sand man to return. My brain was full of all the things I wanted
I'm gonna start 2 blog post series that I will randomly insert into my writing. One is based on what I call "Maria-isms" because I haven't come across anyone else who exhibits the same peculiar habits, oddities and quirks. And I think it would
Follow your deep sighs. They’ll lead you back home to yourself.
What if you’ve got nothing to lose? But then, what if you’ve got everything to lose? Or, it feels that way... What if all we have to lose is mediocrity, subpar, or discontentment masquerading as stress because life’s busy? It might feel like losing everything simply because
I’m aware of the argument that kids should just be allowed to be kids and should not have to worry about adult problems. So maybe this is controversial, but I am pretty open and honest with my kids about money. Sometimes I get back from work and I’m
The first day after reaching my goal - Day 91 - and I buckled. The mental chatter on that one was pretty loud; “The first day outside your goal and you drop the ball. I thought you wanted to continue with your daily practice? Is this as far as you’
How we feel creates our reality because it forms our thoughts. And our thoughts forge our actions. If that isn’t a reason to retreat to a place that feels good when we feel poorly then I don’t know what is. In that feel good place your feeling can
Sometimes it’s better to let people follow the bread crumbs (ooooh or cookie crumbs? Buttery pastry crumbs?? Would the type of crumb be more, or less, enticing…? I know it would for me….Hmmmm… this has become a whole other layer worth considering within this thought..) As I was
Living with heart centred abandon Loving my loved ones Sharing my feelings Feeling them hard
I wonder if trees can call the wind. I’ve wondered this before. The last time I wondered it was the day before yesterday when I was hanging laundry under the weeping willow. I’ve come to love that tree. I will often look up and tug on the branches
K, guys, I am literally DAYS away from day 90. I’m fretting a bit if I’m being honest. What happens after day 90?!? Do I continue to write daily?? ( I’d actually love that I think…) Do I dial it back to once a week? (Knowing me it