Cultivating Gratitude and Joy

Cultivating Gratitude and Joy

The other night, Jim and I sat together in the quiet. Me: Do you ever feel lonely? Jim: Not really. It’s more like isolated. And a tad depressed. Me: Yeah. Jim: I’ve actually been thinking about counseling. Me: Yeah. Me too. We let the conversation linger there, two...
Boundaries: You Can’t Pour From An Empty Cup

Boundaries: You Can’t Pour From An Empty Cup

My dad used to say, “When she needs her space, she needs her space.” He understood something about me before I did. As a child, I spent hours in my room, curled up by the window, cat tucked in close. It wasn’t hiding. It was surviving. I’m an introvert and a highly...
Cultivating Stillness

Cultivating Stillness

We’ve talked about cultivating calm. Now let’s talk about cultivating stillness. Not so easy, is it? Lately, I’ve noticed how restless I can be. Anxious. Struggling to sit still. At night, when my body longs for sleep, my mind takes off running with thoughts circling,...
Your Power Is in Your Peace

Your Power Is in Your Peace

“We’re all just walking each other home.” — Ram Dass The Message As I soften and surrender into the most sensitive, reflective, compassionate parts of me, messages rise up from my heart like an early morning sunrise over a lake. Recently, one of...
Longing for Water: Finding Flow in the Desert

Longing for Water: Finding Flow in the Desert

I recently got an email from my Mum, who mentioned my Dad had gotten out in his kayak. That same week, my sister video chatted from Florida. She was having lunch with a colleague who lived on the water. They surprised her, giving her a boat ride to a restaurant...
Reclaiming Myself. Again

Reclaiming Myself. Again

Instinct. Intuition. Gut feelings. Or God? Sometimes it’s hard to tell where that inner knowing comes from. All I know is, it’s always there. Quiet. Steady. Waiting for me to tune in. Lori, remember that time in your 20s when you were dealing with...
Saving Myself

Saving Myself

Choosing Sanity Over Chaos in a Life of Constant Demands It was a week with a lot of tough stuff. Really, truly, heavy stuff. In addition to the crazy, chaotic pace at work that never seems to let up, only accelerate with more demands and requests, another caregiver...