Grateful Walks
Dirt on the outside - beauty on the inside
On my grateful walk with Bella, I noticed two hearts looking a little bruised and worn. I thought about how my heart has felt the same way and then looked...
Dirt on the outside - beauty on the inside
On my grateful walk with Bella, I noticed two hearts looking a little bruised and worn. I thought about how my heart has felt the same way and then looked...
Rainbow connections
On our recent grateful walks, I’ve been feeling blessed to see rainbows several days in a row. I thought about how rainbows are formed by light reflecting off the inside...
Rainbow connections
On our recent grateful walks, I’ve been feeling blessed to see rainbows several days in a row. I thought about how rainbows are formed by light reflecting off the inside...
Opening back into the world of wonder
On our grateful walk,as we encountered lizards, cats, crabs, birds, and beesthat are often on our path,I became overcome by the thoughtof how little I know about the world.I had...
Opening back into the world of wonder
On our grateful walk,as we encountered lizards, cats, crabs, birds, and beesthat are often on our path,I became overcome by the thoughtof how little I know about the world.I had...
Rise and Shine
On our sunrise grateful walk yesterday, I said gratitude for the sun rising to let go of the darkness of the past. May today find you letting go of any...
Rise and Shine
On our sunrise grateful walk yesterday, I said gratitude for the sun rising to let go of the darkness of the past. May today find you letting go of any...
The heart's translation
On our grateful walk this morning, I sat humbled with Bella as my heart translated the love and wisdom of Mother Nature. She spoke of compassion with pink rays, shined...
The heart's translation
On our grateful walk this morning, I sat humbled with Bella as my heart translated the love and wisdom of Mother Nature. She spoke of compassion with pink rays, shined...
When there is nothing to do...
On our grateful walk, I took notice of my critical voice. For the first time, I allowed myself to sit with her in compassion. From this perspective, I became aware...
When there is nothing to do...
On our grateful walk, I took notice of my critical voice. For the first time, I allowed myself to sit with her in compassion. From this perspective, I became aware...