I have a note from my dad taped up on my bedroom wall. It is a note he tucked into a package he mailed to me while I was in college. It contained very precious cargo -- a dress I wanted to wear to an upcoming school salsa dance. I kept the note because it… Continue reading Your words are powerful + {I hope you dance.}
Category: Brave Soul
You can do this. {Reflections from past regret}
Trust yourself. Go slow. You don’t have to do what others expect. This is your life, and you get to live it the way you choose. You do not have to follow the crowd, or others’ expectations of you. This is your life. How do you want to live it? How do you want to… Continue reading You can do this. {Reflections from past regret}
Walking through fire.
The quotation in my planner today reads: “If you’re going through Hell, keep going.” Winston Churchill I used to love this quotation. A long time ago it made me laugh, it gave me a way to approach my life and the huge challenges with a bit of humor. And it was a way for me… Continue reading Walking through fire.
The girl in the coffee shop.
She sits, on a small bench with a little patch of sunshine shining through. She sits with her journal, with her cup of Chai -- and she reflects. Thinking about her life, her loss, pondering all the moments gone by. Wondering about her future, wondering what it will be, what it will bring -- more… Continue reading The girl in the coffee shop.
You can do anything.
My wishes for you today -- boldness, confidence, grace. My darling canaries~ You can do anything. And your life is divinely blessed, like a sunflower reaching up to allow the sunlight to grace her face. You can do anything. And all that you desire to create and be is for a reason. When you write,… Continue reading You can do anything.
A new take on ribbon dancing.
I woke up this morning with an old blog post on my mind...a draft from a few years ago about ribbon dancing in the chaos of life that never got published. February always feels like kind of a funky month. It has always felt like a strange limbo land to me...not quite spring, and often… Continue reading A new take on ribbon dancing.
The power of connection in grief and loss.
When I lost my dad, I didn’t feel I could connect with other people my age anymore… What did other 20 year old's know about caring for and helping to support a dying parent after college? Everyone else was off living their dreams… While I was stuck in a grief that it felt no one… Continue reading The power of connection in grief and loss.
Remembering our wings.
Almost exactly a year ago in 2017, I started a new beginning. Here's how it went... (May we sing together, and unite in song, and together, set the whole world free.) Much love to you, now and forever, Caitlin . . . A friend sent me a card in the mail several years ago--one… Continue reading Remembering our wings.
