To All Things There is a Season…

Many have written about these times in which we live. It seems like it is truly a time of change: patterns, thoughts, ways of being.   This past week, we have experienced the hospitalization of a child, health issues with aging parents, our daughter’s moving out of state, and now the death of my brother-in-law.

It is mid-August, when daylight hours decrease and  the crescendo of the cicadas’ song breaks through the muggy air.  It is a time of quiet reflection, of turning inward, of recognizing the gifts I have been given: the gift of love, of family, of friendship.



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Let it Begin With Me

Creativity manifests itself in so many ways. Some I understand, others I just don’t get. But that’s ok. Diversity makes the world an interesting place.  There would be no rainbows with just one color or symphonies with just one note.   If we want change in the world, we can start by looking in the mirror. It’s time that we let go of our preconceived notions and open our hearts to what the Universe has to offer.

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