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Moving Toward Thanks
Tomorrow will be November, the beginning of the 11th month of the calendar year. And what a year! Who knew when the champagne was flowing, the ball dropping and people celebrating the birth of 2020 that we would traverse the choppy waters of what has happened in the past months? Some of us have lost jobs, loved ones or perhaps lived with anxiety. Some of us have been ill and recovered. As October winds to a close, I am intentionally focusing on a mindset of gratitude. I love the Thanksgiving holiday. It is definitely a favorite. Tomorrow I will start, with renewed enthusiasm, my daily “Thank You, God” trek. It’s…
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Whispers
Whispers in my heart Telling of the Hope, Not forsaken, never alone, Always in the palm of His hand. My name inscribed there. The vision of Him bending down To hear my prayer. Listening. Caring. Taking time to hear me. How can it be that the Creator Who molded all we see Out of nothing Would care for me? Gratitude simply isn’t enough. Devotion is a start. Eternity is the time to spend saying, “I love You.” – RG
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Listening Up
It was the middle of night. Isn’t that the way it always goes? One minute sound asleep, the next in a semi-wakeful state in the middle of a prayer. I don’t know about you, but this happens to me all the time. It’s like when my physical self goes to sleep my eternal self wakes up and gets busy. This particular night – just this week, I was troubled, sad and lonely. There were a lot of things going on in my mind. You know – those life-things with no answers. “What ifs” and “Whys“. Even though I’m old enough to have learned these questions aren’t typically a helpful trajectory,…
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Mom & the Cord
I’m still trying to get my head and heart around it – and it’s not easy. It’s been three years…not the exact date, but it is the day. It was a Monday morning when I got the call. Mom was gone. Yes, it’s true, she had a full life. A life of full of purpose and influence. When people tell me she had a full life, I can’t help but wish it was a little “fuller“, meaning longer. Although I know she is, as the cliché goes, in a better place…a perfect place.. And yes, I believe that with all my heart. Still, there is a cord that connects us.…
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What I Saw
Last night I had the most intense dream I’ve had in a few years. Was it a dream? Not sure. Mom was here. She was totally herself – and more. I loved seeing her. She was whirling and happy and full of life. She was dressed to the hilt! She looked beautiful – and happy. And still, she let me know she was here for me. Somehow she knew I needed her. Every moment today I have felt like if I turned quickly enough, I could catch a glimpse of her. Three years. She will be gone three years in a week and a half. I will never get “used…
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After the Finish – The Call to Stand
Today is lovely out. The temperature has come down, and it’s feeling a bit like Fall. I’m thrilled. It’s strange – after I finish a book there is a period of adjustment. For weeks and months I’m “living” in this other space with scenes, dialogue, characters and history. Now, the bulk of the work is done except tweaking, which is a completely different process. The excitement of the production – the creative license to build a story – is over temporarily. I miss it, I truly do. During the writing, there are lots of times in the middle of the night – in between being awake and dreaming – where…
