We can change this world with words like "love" and "freedom."

Even though we didn’t go to church when i was little, Easter was always a fun day, especially when the sun was shining. We did have the turkey meal with all the dressings, And of COURSE, my parents hid colored eggs.

When I went on my own to college, I found friends who believed what I did. We went to church, we did what we could to help others. Easter was also a fun day, but it had much more meaning now.

Fast forward to the future:

church isn’t what it used to be.

people are human–how dare they be human?

Suddenly the joy is no longer in church. Worshiping alone isn’t the same. I miss the foot washing and eating together. I miss being part of a beloved community.

Easter is the day of the Resurrection.

I’m searching for Sunday.

I’m searching for my faith, resurrected.


If you’re searching for something too, please let me know.

Happy Easter

I found this on YouTube and wanted to share. Happy Easter to you all, and if you don’t celebrate the holiday, may you at least experience the joy of resurrection!

1000 Voices for Compassion

I wanted to participate in today’s 1000 Voices for Compassion, but couldn’t think of what to say. I Googled compassion quotes and found this by Rumi. “Give your weakness to one who helps.” The quote struck me like a lightning bolt, so I sat with it. What does it mean? Well, I went back to find its context. This is what I discovered.

Cry Out in Your Weakness

A dragon was pulling a bear into its terrible mouth.

A courageous man went and rescued the bear.
There are such helpers in the world, who rush to save
anyone who cries out. Like Mercy itself,
they run toward the screaming.

And they can’t be bought off.
If you were to ask one of those, “Why did you come
so quickly?” He or she would say, “Because I heard
your helplessness.”

Where lowland is,
that’s where water goes. All medicine wants
is pain to cure.

And don’t just ask for one mercy.
Let them flood in. Let the sky open under your feet.
Take the cotton out of your ears, the cotton
of consolations, so you can hear the sphere-music. . . .

Give your weakness
to One Who Helps.

Crying out loud and weeping are great resources.
A nursing mother, all she does
is wait to hear her child.

Just a little beginning-whimper,
and she’s there.

God created the child, that is, your wanting,
so that it might cry out, so that milk might come.

Cry out! Don’t be stolid and silent
with your pain. Lament! And let the milk
of Loving flow into you.

The hard rain and wind
are ways the cloud has
to take care of us.

Be patient.
Respond to every call
that excites your spirit.

Ignore those that make you fearful
and sad, that degrade you
back toward disease and death.


Whether you believe in one God or many gods or no god at all, this passage calls you to be refreshed when you’re tired of hearing the sad stories on the news or from the people around you. Do you rush to save anyone who cries out? Do you run toward the screaming?

Sometimes I want to put cotton in my ears and shut out all the voices of pain in my world. It becomes too much. But Rumi says it’s okay to cry out the pain and let it go. Let it flow out and let love flow in.

Once we do that, we’re allowed not to respond to every call for help we hear. “Respond to every call that excites your spirit.” This is quite a wakeup call to healers who want to make the whole world a better place. You don’t have to do it all.

“Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back toward disease and death.” Don’t ignore the pain of the world. Know that you can listen to your reaction and respond in love and vulnerability, not in obligation or fear. This is what being truly compassionate means.

Downward Mobility Series

Downward Mobility Series.

I didn’t know much about vision quests, so when I had the opportunity to receive this book free from Hay House in exchange for an honest review, I didn’t really know what to expect. The concept had always intrigued me a bit, though, so I was curious to see what I’d learn.

One thing I was delighted to discover is that you don’t have to leave home to go on a vision quest. I haven’t done that yet, as I’m still trying to figure out how to carve private time and space when we have two dogs and four cats to take care of; but yay, that it’s not impossible! I was also excited because I use a wheelchair outside my home, and finding an accessible place to go on a vision quest that I could afford kind of worried me.

I was also excited to find a chapter about vision quests for teenagers. It’s always good to see these concepts made accessible to and enjoyed by everyone!

I loved that Denise Linn teaches us that vision quests are about intention and whatever feels right to the individual. This makes doing a vision quest much less intimidating and far more of a reality.

Be yourself.

All you have to do is figure out who that is. Cut through all the noise, get quiet, and listen. 

Do you feel alone tonight?

“….God sets the lonely in families.”–Psalms 68: 6

When you feel that you can’t go on alone, remember this. Know that there is a place where you belong. Keep going. You will find your people–the ones who will open their arms, their hearts, and their lives to you.

thought for the day

Compassion heals the heart and soothes the soul.

Why do i write?

I write to make others think AND feel.

Filling Your Own Cup

How can you be there for people who are depending on you when you’re running on fumes yourself? How can you teach them what they most need to know when there are days you can’t find your own way out of the darkness? Sometimes you have to fill your own cup. Sometimes you have to scream into the emptiness, even though all you hear is the echo of your own voice. Sometimes you just have to know that tomorrow will come, and one of these tomorrows will bring change. It will bring hope and a reason to get out of bed and a reason WHY. You’ll understand what you don’t understand now, and that’s what you can bring to those who depend on you. You can bring them hope and a hand to hold and someone to sit with them in the darkness when they feel alone.