Monthly Archives: August 2011


To open the eyes and greet another day of life is a gift that cannot be measured by anything of this world.  It is a gift that is often overlooked or assumed to always be given.  What sadness the latter actions must bring to the giver of such gift.  May we always remember to take a moment to look at the masterpiece that has been created for, and around, us.  A canvas that is constantly transformed by subjects, colors, textures, movement for our adoration and enjoyment.  The greatest compliment we can give to the Source of such masterpiece is humbled gratitude for another day of life.

I could not think of a better song to accommodate the gratitude than the musical composition by Johann Sebastian Bach, entitled “Suite No. 3 In D Major”.

May your masterpiece of a day be painted with peace and serenity.

Namaste _/♥_



I dream of poetry,
where the rhythm and melody of words
flow together harmoniously in an ocean symphony,
a synchronous ebb and flow of sentences that
ascend into crescent-shaped waves,
then quickly descend into
the tranquil Source.


In my 45 years of life, I have not met anyone who has lived a life unscathed by hurtful words or actions of another.  In fact, I find that I am my own worst enemy. The words and actions I give to myself or to others can cause tremendous hurt and pain. They can also cause feelings of distrust, vengeance, resentment and injury to a person’s self-esteem/self-worth. Forgiveness of one’s self and forgiveness of others is so vital to a life of peace and serenity. If  one doesn’t practice forgiveness, they end up paying the highest price by choosing a life without serenity.

What is forgiveness?  Generally, forgiveness is a decision to let go of resentment and thoughts of revenge. The act that hurt or offended you may always remain a part of your life, but forgiveness can lessen its grip on you and help you focus on other, positive parts of your life. Forgiveness can even lead to feelings of understanding, empathy and compassion for the one who hurt you.  Forgiveness doesn’t mean that you deny the other person’s responsibility for hurting you, and it doesn’t minimize or justify the wrong. You can forgive the person without excusing the act. Forgiveness brings a kind of peace that helps you go on with life.~Katherine Piderman, Ph.D., staff chaplain at Mayo Clinic, Rochester, Minn

Who wouldn’t want to live a life consisting of healthier relationships, greater spiritual and psychological well-being?  How about a life with less stress and hostility?  Yet, it seems in the world we live in today that it is easier to judge, criticize and hold a grudge than it is to embrace another with an understanding mind, a compassionate ear, and a peaceful heart.  It is never too late to change directions in one’s life, to change from a negative path to a positive one.  It takes commitment to change from old ways that only bring about negativity in all aspect of one’s life, i.e. failed relationships, stress, anxiety, resentments.  It takes thinking before acting and acting before reacting.   When you choose to forgive yourself or another, you are making the choice to not be a victim.  This is very empowering. Once you no longer see yourself as a victim, you allow yourself to live a  life that is not guided by anger and hate.  You choose to no longer be defined by past hurts and offenses, but instead choose to live a life of compassion and understanding.

If I have harmed anyone in any way
either knowingly or unknowingly
through my own confusions
I ask their forgiveness.
If anyone has harmed me in any way
either knowingly or unknowingly
through their own confusions
I forgive them.
And if there is a situation
I am not yet ready to forgive
I forgive myself for that.
For all the ways that I harm myself,
negate, doubt, belittle myself,
judge or be unkind to myself
through my own confusions
I forgive myself.
(A Buddhist Prayer of Forgiveness) 

Forgiveness is not always easy.  In fact, it can be down right challenging.  For some people, it is difficult to forgive with sincerity.  Words can easily be spoken or written, but integrity only appears when thoughts, words and actions are harmonious.  It is especially difficult when someone doesn’t feel they have been offensive or hurtful.  This I have experienced in my life and I have found that talking to a friend or writing about it in a journal, diary, etc., has been most beneficial. These actions keep me from getting stuck in drama and negativity.  I always try to keep in mind that as long as I can forgive with complete sincerity and honesty, I am, in fact, giving my life and the Universe the best of me.  I choose to live a peaceful life.

In conclusion, may we always be reminded that it is important to make the most of every second of every minute of every hour of every day of  life.  One doesn’t know when one’s life on Earth may be over or the life of another.  When the opportunity to make amends presents itself, TAKE IT!  It may be the last opportunity.  It is also important to remember that not everyone will be receptive, willing or able to accept forgiveness.   Sometimes reconciliation should not take place, especially if  a person was physically attacked or assaulted.  Even in those cases, forgiveness is still possible.  It  isn’t about getting another person to change.  Forgiveness is the key that releases you from the jail of chaos and conflict into a life of emotional and spiritual hearing.   You cannot force someone to forgive you, nor can you force someone to accept your forgiveness. Each person has to come to a life of honesty and integrity in their own time.



A tiny Rose bud appeared one day,
A few months too soon,
Her stem so perfect in every way,
Yet her petals would not bloom.
A precious and beautiful flower,
An aura of delicate grace,
The tiny bud, named Ava Rose,
Lives forever in my heart’s vase.

A poem written in love for my granddaughter, Ava Rose, who was born March 2, 2010, a few months too soon.  I am forever grateful to have been there when she entered this world and grateful to have been there when she left shortly thereafter.

August 19 is The Day Of Hope, a day to break down the walls of society that keep pregnancy, infant and child loss a hush-hush subject.  People view the death of a baby as just a sad thing that happened.  These babies that die are not sad things that happen.  They are people, much loved and wanted children.  They are brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, grandsons and granddaughters.  August 19th is about openly speaking about these children and celebrating their short lives.  By having this special day once a year we get people speaking about pregnancy, infant and child loss. And by doing this we break those walls down so that people are not afraid to speak about these children anymore.  Together we can make a change!  To find out why this day was created please visit follow the links from there!

August 19 ~ Day Of Hope


The Soul smiles,
come what may,
if the Mind is
sunny or gray.
Covered in a
blanket of Light,
radiating warmth in
the depth of night.
An energy
so divine,
reflecting the
Creator of Life.


What an amazing day it will be when tolerance of diversity, respect for all cultures, religions and beliefs, overcome negativity in our world.  A day when each and every human can sing the song of freedom instead of  a song of suppression.  A day when the shift hits the fan and humanity moves in a more positive direction. Instead of pilfering all the beautiful abundance inhabiting our planet, human beings will sit together at the table of Humanity and proactively enjoy a feast of love, peace and understanding.

The words of the late Dr. Martin Luther King:

‎…when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!


Every creature on Earth is a musical note in the Song of Freedom, notes that collectively create a melody that can either flow in a harmonious direction or chaotic direction. What kind of “note” do you choose to be in the Song of Freedom?


Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.
(Jean-Jacques Rousseau, 18th Century French Philosopher)

I find it entertaining to learn about the origin of words. Words are like written pictures illustrating all that we mindfully perceive within, without and around us. A method of communicating with the Universe in which we find ourselves. The word “patience” has come knocking on my door. I simply smile. Why do I smile, you ask?  Well, patience happens to be one of the attributes I, more often than not, am in short supply. It is a word that rolls off  the tongue so nicely, but bitter to taste. So, as a novice etymologist, I find it worthwhile to learn more about my visitor, “patience”.


~ Originated in the 13th century.

~ From Old French: pacience

~ Latin: patientia (endurance), pati (suffer).

~ 1510’s “constancy in effort”.

~ Referred to as a “card game for one person”; also known as Solitaire or Cabale.

~ Ambrose Bierce’s “Devil’s Dictionary”, 1911, defined patience as a “form of despair, disguised as a virtue.

~Leonardo da Vinci, an artist, inventor, philosopher, a simply intriguing being, reflected on Patience, as follows:

Patience serves as a protection against wrongs as clothes do against cold. For if you put on more clothes as the cold increases, it will have no power to hurt you. So in like manner you must grow in patience when you meet with great wrongs, and they will then be powerless to vex your mind.

The joys of being a perfectly imperfect creature with so much to experience, to grow, to learn, in life…never-ending…even among times of suffering that require endurance, quietness. Remaining in the moment replenishes the patience within.  It could be the reason that “patience” visits my consciousness: to remind me that the Source is always within to tap into for rejuvenation.  Every moment offers opportunity for me to sow seeds of patience, that if tended to today, will bloom into a beautiful bouquet tomorrow, the fruit of which is peace. I find that a wonderful thing!


Yes, I sure did! I got smarter being dumber, though it has taken me several decades to come to this realization. Decades searching for absolute knowledge and perfection in all things, including happiness.  Always looking outward for someONE or someTHING to take me to that destination, yet unable or unwilling to look where the guidance and road map were all along…within me.

I could look at the time spent traveling in the wrong direction two ways: positive or negative. I choose positive. I am here today. Clarity arrived before my time is up on Earth, opening up the opportunity to be “dumb”. An opportunity to stop (reaching outward), look (inward) and listen (to the silent whispers of the Soul). The fleeting tide of perpetual awareness, always changing; what is thought to be known becomes unknown. Quoting one of my favorite sages of the past, Socrates:

As for me, all I know is that I know nothing.

This leads me to the book I recently read: “If I Only Knew Then…Learning From Our Mistakes” (written by Charles Grodin and Friends). One chapter, a contribution by Alan Alda, reached out to me. In it he shares a lesson he learned in life. The following is an excerpt:

I got smarter by being dumber.  My afternoon with [Carl] Sagan started me off on a journey on which I discovered that there are actually several levels of ignorance.  And I’ve done time on all of them.  The rudimentary level is simply not knowing anything and keeping quiet about it.  This is the blissful level. You don’t bother anyone else and they don’t bother you.  A lower rung of ignorance hell is “knowing” something that’s not so—and then telling everybody else about it. An even lower rung, and maybe the most dangerous, is thinking that what you know, whatever it is, even if it’s right, is all there is to know.  That’s where I was with Sagan.  I was enjoying my littler smattering, and I thought it put me in a position to frame complex questions.

The elevator up out of this hell was an easy one to take. All I had to do, I found out, was to listen.  What an idea.

I began to see that no matter how much I thought I knew, if I actually listened to what other people were saying, I would wind up knowing more.  Even if I thought I knew more than they did.  Because letting other in always led to hearing what was behind what they were saying.  Somewhere in them there was something valuable that I would miss if I stopped them and made them check their forbidden ideas at the door.

What I learned is that nothing beats listening.  Real listening leads to questions instead of oratory.

And suddenly, I got it.  I’d been doing it all along; I’d been doing it on the stage, but not in life.  I’d learned as an actor that listening isn’t just waiting for my cue, for the moment when I get to talk.  Listening is letting the other person change me.  On the stage, I always let what the other person says force me into saying my next line.  I don’t say it because it’s written in the script; I say it because this person has forced it out of me.  And when I listen in life now, thanks to that moment with Sagan, I try to leave myself open, to listen closely, without defenses.  And if I don’t like what I’m hearing, sometimes I actually remind myself, maybe this person can change me.  And then I hear stuff I never heard before.

When awareness knocks at your core, you will know it! The inner shouts of “ah-ha” and “oh-yea” followed by the arrival of enlightenment. This clarity provides the ability to ride the tides of life; to not fight or resist change with what you think you know; but encourages you to let go of perceived knowledge and allow the flow to take you to the unknown. That is where evolution and transformation of Self takes place.



    No sun ouside

But I am alive

    No money in my pocket

But I am alive

    No fancy clothes in my closet

But I am alive

    No expensive cars to drive

But I am alive

    No majestic home to reside

But I am alive

    No past without sorrows

But I am alive

    No promise for tomorrows

But I am alive


In me shines the sun

    Because I am alive

Gratitude is my wealth

    Because I am alive

Love drapes my soul

    Because I am alive

Heart dances for joy

    Because I am alive

Serenity shelters within

    Because I am alive

A purpose to fulfill

    Because I am alive

I am here

    Because I am alive



I am often asked what “Namaste” means, as I often use it in correspondence and/or communications. I will try to explain its meaning as simply as possible, though it is a concept that is as unique to the person as the definition of “Love”. To me, they are two peas in the same pod. The word “Namaste” is derived from two Sanskrit words ‘nama’ meaning to bow and ‘te’ meaning you. It is a beautiful way of greeting people, a way of saying “Hello, I honor the Spirit in you which is also in me.” An expression of equality between you and I. While saying Namaste, the folded hands are usually kept close to the heart:

I  honor the place in you
where the entire Universe resides.
I honor the place
of love, of light, of truth, of peace.
I honor the place within you where
if you are in that place in you,
and I am in that place in me,
there is only one of us.
~Baba Ram Dass

The day I was introduced to “Namaste” was the day I was introduced to Yoga.  It was the day my life took a 180 degree turn for the better.  It was a day of transcendence to the “I” in me.  The day where I truly felt alive, a living breathing shell hosting a Soul.