Good Day, God! Such a fun morning! I stumbled on a fairly new site called NOON. The creator is Eleanor Mills who was a creative editor at the Sunday Times (London) for 20+ years. She has created — or maybe…
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A new (freeing) label – Queenager
Posted in a hand up, becoming the change I wish to see, Changing, changing who I want to become, encourage and comfort, growing toward up, Growth Opportunities, hope, Personal Power, simple joys of daily life, the essential nature of hope, the Growth Mindset, the joy of sharing, The power of images, The Power of Naming
My 3 Step Personal Reset Plan
Good Day, God Last night it felt as if You were saying OVERCOME EVIL WITH GOOD . . . in you, Margie. . . in you. And I have to say, God, that felt true! When I look around me…
Posted in becoming the change I wish to see, being heard into speaking, Centering Prayer, Changing, changing who I want to become, connecting, courage, courage to see myself, elementary school, encourage and comfort, Hearing, hearing myself, Hearts, hope, Hope as a gift from God, Prophecy: a Supernatural Gift of Encouragement, regenerative agriculture, Regenerative Farming, Silence, solitude and silence, Teachers, The difficulty of changing, the essential nature of hope
Imagination and Lent
Good Evening, God We just finished a Lenten meeting — focused on the Poetry of Lent. Tonight we focused on Wild Geese, a poem by Mary Oliver. We each shared lines that hhad caught our eye. This one caught mine:…
Tagged with: Putting my imagination into Hope, Wild Geese poem by Mary Oliver
Posted in hope, Hope as a gift from God, Imagination, LOVE, Lovingkindness, Over come Evil with Good, power and peace and gentleness, The daily details of love, The Endless Flow of God's Love, the essential nature of hope, the gift of persistent love
Posted in hope, Hope as a gift from God, Imagination, LOVE, Lovingkindness, Over come Evil with Good, power and peace and gentleness, The daily details of love, The Endless Flow of God's Love, the essential nature of hope, the gift of persistent love
The Power to Choose
Good Morning, God! On Sunday, I was going into Kokua Market when I was stopped by this glorious pile of dead blossoms. I LOVE these colors! In fact, I love COLOR. So, I took a photo. The young man that…
Tagged with: advice from a resident of Auschwitz concentration camp, The Power to Choose, The Power to help myself
Posted in accepting my need for help, asking for help for myself, choices, choosing HARD, Choosing Meaning, Choosing to respond, connecting, Help me to see, Helpful Hards, hope, Hope as a gift from God, Humility or Needing Help!, the essential nature of hope
Posted in accepting my need for help, asking for help for myself, choices, choosing HARD, Choosing Meaning, Choosing to respond, connecting, Help me to see, Helpful Hards, hope, Hope as a gift from God, Humility or Needing Help!, the essential nature of hope
Blooming against all odds
Good Morning, God! I’ve been AWAY for a while. Away as in busy with my life — without really asking You in. Stress does that! Stress makes me feel it is all on my shoulders . . . and since…
The Health of the Land
He aliʻi ka āina, he kauwā wale ke kanaka When you see to the life of the land,you are ensuring the life of the people. Good Day, God OH MY! PLEASE GOD, HELP US TO SEE TO THE LIFE OF…
Life vs Death
Good Night, God! Yesterday I read that one teaspoon of healthy soil contains one billion bacteria with 20,000 to 30,000 different species. This is in the book Teaming with Microbes: The Organic Gardener’s Guide to the Soil Food Web. The…
Being Outdoors and Hope?
Good Evening, God So….I had just started to do my Centering Prayer this afternoon when I realized that I hadn’t put down my Earthing Mat. The idea is that Earthing Mats connect us to the earth — with her negative…
The Candle of Hope
Good Evening, God! Sigh . . . we Enneagram Sevens resist pain and sorrow so automatically that it took me the entire day to realize that I was sad and a little depressed. Fortunately, I have two amazing daughters —…
Getting Combobulated
Good Evening, God I was joking with a friend this morning about getting combobulated. I really didn’t think it was a “word” but here is the definition:To put together in a somewhat mysterious manner. To bring something out of a…
A Moment with God 