Anything Is Possible

It is possible to heal. It is possible to completely shed past traumas and the darkest inner demons that you accepted—accepted—would always be part of you. It is possible to transform, into a higher, better version of yourself, no longer burdened by depression and anxiety. It is possible.

It is possible to be free from addiction to alcohol, cigarettes, junk food and fear. It is possible to reject negative people, places and things that steal your energy and lower your vibration. It is possible to live without television and the never ending stream of bad news. It is possible to put the phone down. It is possible.

It is possible to live in a constant state of happiness and bliss. It is possible to love yourself just the way you are. It is possible not to care what other people think. It is possible to be mindful, kind and ever aware that We are all One; see the beauty in every soul you meet. It is possible.

Waking up is walking in the Light. Gratitude, joy, abundance, peace and Love are found in the Light of this eternal present moment. It is possible to love your life more—more—than you ever imagined. It. Is. Possible.

The Awakening is here.

Peace  

Hard Loss

This morning, someone, somewhere, woke up like any other normal Sunday. Maybe they were going to breakfast, to church, to Starbucks perhaps, to the lake for some water sports, or to play golf—then, in an instant they were gone—never making it back home, to the comfort and warmth of loved ones waiting, like any other normal day. 

None of us is blind to the fact that we all face the death of our physical body, it doesn’t, however, ease the pain felt over losing someone dear to our hearts. We cry, we mourn, we grieve, but we also celebrate having shared life with such a wonderful soul. Spirit moves on to Heavens beyond our Earthly comprehension and that gives us solace to endure our days left here without them. 

Find beauty and meaning in every eternal moment. Love out loud, smile, free your heart—forgive, let go and be grateful to the Divine for it all. 

Peace be with you. 

You Are Beautiful

Our days on this beautiful planet are finite. Not one of us knows the hour of our passing on to the next great existence, therefore, live your life to the fullest. Find beauty in each eternal moment and give deepest gratitude to the Source which created it all. Seek the Divine within you, for you cannot, nor have you ever been separate from it. 

Worry, fear, stress—do not exist when you experience Love as who, and what you truly are. Smile, breathe, spin ‘round and ‘round in an explosion of cattail fluff on a breezy summer day. You are beautiful; recognize the singular uniqueness of your soul and celebrate it every moment, in all you do and in everyone you meet, then, watch your life bloom. 

Peace 

Best Mom Ever

When I was a very little girl, I gave my mother a frame with delicate, dried, pressed flowers behind it. The sentiment—Mom is another word for Love—it is, an absolute. Of all the trinkets that have come and gone through the years, she still holds on to that frame with those dainty pressed flowers, and it makes me feel loved.

My, how times have changed! Fast forward many years and I now have two grown daughters of my own. I, too, have trinkets collected over the years that I cherish, but let me tell you—THIS takes the cake!! I laughed, I cried...how wonderful to be loved so much! Although I won't be able to save this in a traditional way like all the thoughtful gifts that have come before, it will be forever tucked away deep inside my heart.

Every day is Mother's Day for me, but today...today I feel especially happy. My heart is overwhelmed with Love and gratitude for my daughters who, shouted it from the rooftops, via a billboard on HWY 459N in Birmingham, Alabama.

I hope wherever you are today, you feel loved.

Peace

On Ageing

When I die, I want my face to tell the story of my life. I want laugh lines and age spots. I want white hair, whiskers and wisdom. I want to leave with a smile on my face and a song on my lips. I want my ashes scattered to the wind, where my beloved birds soar...

I never had a desire to look thirty-something in my mid-fifties—hell, I deeply, deeply regret the boob job I got at twenty-two—no, I'd rather be a Golden Girl as I crest old lady hill on the way to my golden years! I embrace the stretch marks and saggy skin.

Ageing is a gift. I'm grateful for every moment I get to spend on this glorious planet. I chuckled to myself today, sitting on the patio enjoying the 30 mph wind gusts, talking to my dog and whiling the day away. I was thinking of my grandmother and how she enjoyed sitting outside, and I was amused that in so many ways, I'm just like her—then the Universe sent me a butterfly, it was beautiful.