Poetry Friday
I am the blind woman finding her way home by a map of tune. When the song that is in me is the song I hear from the world I’ll be home. It’s… Continue reading
I am the blind woman finding her way home by a map of tune. When the song that is in me is the song I hear from the world I’ll be home. It’s… Continue reading
Many of us have built up a carefully constructed work persona and we work hard at protecting that persona by keeping a fairly strict line of demarcation between our personal and professional lives. A… Continue reading
This is not how it’s supposed to be, I know. I keep an endless mental list of the things that need to be done. But when a grey day comes, when the horses… Continue reading
Does stress weaken the immune system allowing cancer to grow? It’s a widespread belief – but how accurate is it? Most scientific studies have found that stress does not increase the risk of cancer.… Continue reading
Mindful Every Day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light. It is what I was born… Continue reading
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever… Continue reading
We Shake with Joy We shake with joy, we shake with grief. What a time they have, these two housed as they are in the same body. Mary Oliver