The Magic happens in the wee hours of the morning when there is no light. These hours are just mine. My writing time. It is a routine I keep to daily. It is my grace space where I make magic with my words. It is my sacred time. …

There is a lone rowboat sitting afloat in the backyard of a stranger. It is tied with one string. It sits there just waiting to be unleashed and do what it is meant to do, float you across the mirroring water to get you to safety on the other side…

Life can seem dormant, boring, or just a pain in the neck, but by taking a moment and fully being present we can make whatever we do into a pleasant memory. Each thing we do with the full intention and attention has the potential to become a treasured memory.

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Life is too short not to bloom. Carving out time daily is not always easy. However, look into taking a class on something you have always wanted to learn? Cooking? Pilates? Pottery? Find an avenue and open that door up for yourself to learn. If it is something, you have…

Gathering is a sweet meditation given to us by each season to reap its unique rewards. Each season holds gifts for us to place along our window ledges. From spring to winter we are hunters looking for that season's treasures. We gather and we fill our home with the love…

I grew up in my grandparent's home. My mom & I moved in when I was six months old. Raising a granddaughter, I am sure, was not in their plans. My grandfather made life fun for me. He taught me games, he let me help with burning leaves in the…