Rainy Day
I woke up early this morning. I heard the rain gently falling on the roof. I exhaled deeply before I was conscious that, yes, I need rainy days. I need rainy days to regroup, draw my energy "closer in", and to be with the deeper currents within me that I may not...
Moms are the “everyday poetry” of the Divine
The Poetry of Heaven Some times the way you smile at me is heaven singing poetry to my heart and I have enough sense to stop what I am doing and kiss this holy ground. Lisa A. McCrohan, ©2010 I wrote this poem shortly after our daughter was born. Her smile made/makes...
Walking for Clean Water
Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to Dylan Rainwalker. Dylan is on a mission to walk all over the world, connect and share with people, and raise awareness and funds for clean water projects. Let me repeat that -- Dylan is WALKING for WATER. We're talking a lot of...
When love arrives
I saw the package on the kitchen island. I wasn't expecting anything. You know how it is nowadays. We rarely get "fun" mail. And if it is "fun," it's an expected delivery from something we've ordered on Amazon. This was one of those "old fashion", out-of-the-blue...
Thoughtfulness: My New Love Language
These days, I seem to quickly gloss over the “words” someone says. Maybe it’s because I feel like words are easy to say. Thoughtfulness – the kind of that comes from a true offering of self to another -- is HARDER. It’s harder in this busy, multi-tasking world to...
A compassionate approach to what divides us
There is much that divides us. The Zimmerman trial brings out, puts on the table, brings to light the hatred that is still so apparent and thriving in our world. We live in a world where hatred still exists. In the blink of an eye, we judge others based on their...
Finally
Finally What would you finally have to feel if one evening after a long day you decided to slow down let the dirty dishes sit there in the sink or even on the counter stopped busying yourself with perfecting things that really don’t matter turned off the TV put down...
Gem of Noticing: how are we raising boys today?
Today's Gem of Noticing: How are we raising our boys? Here is to raising boys who are compassionate "Mom, here. Hand me your bucket. I've got it," My six year old son said to me. We were blueberry picking in the warm summer rain at a local organic blueberry farm. ...
A Transforming Kind of Love
Take Me Take me, my Beloved. Take my lips and breasts and hips. Take me in to you, every cell of you. My flesh, your flesh. My strength, your strength. My heart, your heart. Take my embrace, my soft kisses, my caresses, my slow, rhythmical swirls. Let my arms be the...
Gem of Presence: Walk beside me
Today's Gems of Presence: "Walk beside me." Back in May, we "farm sat" for a long weekend. Chewy, one of the dogs, never left our son's side. A few days ago, my son and I were out back playing at the playground. It was getting late, even for summer time. "Ok...