Monthly Archives: August 2015


I turn 65 in an hour.  I feel like staying up late and welcoming it in.  I feel like sharing this.  I feel like claiming what comes next.  I feel excited.

I have reached a place in my life where I experience contentment.  I have few regrets.  I can see that my experiences, no matter how painful have served me and brought great healing.  I have learned to forgive.  I have learned to take responsibility as opposed to blaming others for my problems and dissatisfactions.  I have learned to care less about what others think of me and this has led to profound freedom.  I have learned to appreciate my way of being in the world and not apologize for myself.  I have let myself take risks and experience many new things.  I laugh a lot and that is such a gift.  I have a personal connection to love.  I have hope.  I feel peaceful more and more.  I can see the heart in people more often and look past the unkindnesses.  I think I could keep this up for hours.

What next?  What am I claiming and welcoming in?

More creativity

More risk

More laughter

More kindness to self and other

More sharing on a soul level

More sweetness (Seeing it in others and myself)

More fun

More God

More love

More peace

I have a few bucket list items.  The big one is swimming with sea turtles.  They just amaze me.  I want to take more risks.  That would be letting myself do things like publish my book, and do more acting, and publish my poems, and teach more.  It would be only doing things I will enjoy and that bring me peace.  No more “should” in anything.

I think I will like myself more and more which will help me like others more and more.

I will be gentler with you and me.  I will walk softer.

Peace will be the mainstay of my life.

I like this.

It is less than an hour now until I turn 65.  I wish I could hear my mom and dad claim their disbelief that they have a daughter who is 65.  Well, I will claim it for them.  I am the daughter and I can’t believe I am turning 65.  I like it.  I earned it.  I am good with it.

Thank you to each and every person who has been a part of my life.  You have enriched my experience and blessed me in countless ways.  I am grateful to you all.

I am going to sit with my God now and rest as the illusion of a clock chimes in my 65th birthday!


Choose Peace

There is a very simple way of determining if we are listening to the voice of shame or the voice of Love.

If what we are hearing brings us Peace we are hearing the voice of love.

Shame speaks first and Never brings Peace.  Love simply Is and speaks the language of Peace.  Shame always is about “doing” something, When we listen to shame we get more agitated, confused, and less contented or peaceful.  When we listen to Love we settle down, feel clear, contented, and more peaceful.

Sometimes we make things really hard.  What voice is the voice of what?

I love to keep things simple.  Love = Peace.