Training to Train; Practicing to Practice
I started training to train. Practicing to practice. I discovered it doesn’t matter what we practice, if we have self-discipline, we can accomplish anything!
Freedom Within
A day in the garden was like freedom to my heart… It was so satisfying to sit down to a meal and see the vegetables we grew on our plates. I would always announce to the others with a smile, “I planted and harvested that.”
Turkey Barley Soup
Another thing I am always grateful for at Thanksgiving is the leftovers. I love to be able to open my refrigerator door, to look inside and dream about the possibilities of what to do with all those leftovers.
Sharing Abundance, Sharing Love
Alongside the food were large canisters of sparkling water, still water, and a homemade fruit beverage, providing each guest with a choice of drink before sitting at one of the well-made tables to enjoy a restaurant-quality meal.
Desert Tree
The Art of Soulmaking program brought me to a fuller understanding: That “dead” part of the tree is still part of the tree’s life. It is a crucial support for the tree, grounding it more fully, allowing it to flourish.
Dependency, a Helluva’ Drug
You understand that obligation doesn’t actually exist. It’s not real. It’s merely a place where you won’t take responsibility for what you want.
Transformation Through the Art of Forgiveness
Many years ago, someone sent me a book marker with the saying “Peace Begins with me” on it. The message I received from this saying is that it’s up to me to be the one to try and get along with everyone else.
Weezie’s Magic Cream with Shea Butter: For Very Dry Skin
Before I started making my own, I had trouble finding body butters that suited me and they seemed to have a million ingredients with very long scientific names that didn’t sound like something my skin would like.
Finding Friendship Under the Freeway
I wonder if I was in such circumstances would I be able to find that much joy. With little resources, no living space, feeling unsafe, would I embrace my femininity and joie de vivre like this woman?
Forty Days and Forty Nights in the Food Desert
As much as we complained about the gentrification, I had to admit where I was a gentrifier myself. And that with it came some healthy food options and access for those who could afford it. And something to move towards for those who couldn’t.
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