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The Power of Three ✨ Wednesday Whisper 49/19
As a child hearing my dad count to three wasn't a good sign. It was the last warning to make up for something we had done wrong or not done at all. We rushed to obey to escape punishment. Another one-two-three moment was jumping from a diving board. That was a thrill,...
Are You Looking For Your Hero? 🙏🏼 Wednesday Whisper 48/19
I'm a special needs mom. To own this title hurts. I have been on a healing path with my daughter for twenty-nine years. I learn everything I need to know about this journey in my life with her. My life holds daily toxic stress. I have created a treasure chest of...
Are You Looking For The Light? 🌗 Wednesday Whisper 47/19
I’m hungry for the truth and the light. And I know the truth is not always beautiful and the light not always there. I understand we need both to be fully human — darkness and light are partners in life. I would love to have a lot of light in my life. You too? But I...
Which wolf are you going to feed? 🐺 Wednesday Whisper 46/19
This week has put me in challenging situations where I felt myself feeding the wrong wolf. It's when things go wrong, and our path is full of obstacles when we lose the ground underneath our feet that our practice counts. I was feeding the wolf that lets fear win. The...
Witness Without Judgement: Love Your Body
If I hear, “love your body”, one more time… Not a day goes by where I don’t honor and love my body. I share the following with everyone; “Love your body because it’s a miracle”. What I can’t stand is the watered-down version of the slogan, “love your body.” It keeps...
International Day Of Persons With Disabilities: December 3rd
“I’m different, not less.” – Temple Grandin December 3rd is International Day of Persons with Disabilities. This year’s focus is: “Empowering persons with disabilities and ensuring inclusiveness and equality.” And: “To promote a can-do culture focusing on what people...
Prematurity Awareness Day: November 17th, 2018
“Born a micro-preemie – I’m here to belong!” All parents of special children learn this: what we know from our ordinary life holds no tools to deal with this kind of tragedy. My daughter was born by emergency C-section on a beautiful hot summer day in August 1990....
Love your Body because it’s a Miracle
I didn't know who I was anymore as the mother of a special needs child. It was Spring of 1994, and we lived in Cincinnati, OH. My parents came to visit from Germany to support me and love upon their grandchild. My daughter Sarina was three years old. Born a...
Protect Your Peace ☮️ Wednesday Whisper 45/19
Today, on my flight home from Soul-Treat in Arizona, I had about an hour at the gate. I got my journal out to write. I thought about the Wednesday Whisper I had prepared, but without a computer, I couldn't post it. As I sat down, I reflected on the gifts I received...
Displaced! We deserve a slice of normal 🏡 Wednesday Whisper 44/19
We're displaced by the wildfires of Sonoma county and all I want is a slice of normal. We’re hanging on the edge. We escaped the smoke on Saturday and drove up to Tahoe (a four-hour drive). Riding along with us was fear: will our home burn? It's the third year in a...
