My favourite book of all time is Mitch Albom's Tuesdays With Morrie, in which a dying man is imparting the wisdom of his years to a former student/friend. It is poignant and intelligent in every sense. "The truth is, once you learn how to die, you learn how to live." I wondered what I might … Continue reading My Truth
My Golden Girls -the gift of girlfriends
Every woman needs a girlfriend! I have the best husband I could ever hope for, but I still need my girlfriends who add such an important dimension to my life. I have had so many good friends over the years. Most are still in my life; some are gone, but forever loved. The ladies I … Continue reading My Golden Girls -the gift of girlfriends
Teach Your Children Well- a response to the El Paso shootings
I have been thinking about the 20 year old shooter in El Paso, and wondering how he became radicalized. After much thought, I have decided it really isn't that hard. If that mentality was what he was exposed to and surrounded by in exclusion to other ideologies, he wouldn't know much better. Think of the … Continue reading Teach Your Children Well- a response to the El Paso shootings
Battle of the Warrior
So grateful my daughter has you there for her. Compassion, understanding, wisdom, and love. You are more than a friend.
I have spent a lot of time working on my spiritual life. I started to pick up on my physical self. I work on my mental health. Mind body spirit has been an important part of my existence. But, I am faced with other’s struggles and with those three things I am at a loss on how to help.
There’s been a lot going on to people around me. Their pain is palpable. My help seems futile. I struggle with doing enough for them, moving ahead with my own life and trying not to implode from my lack. I know that their pain and suffering is not mine but when I reflect during this time it hurts me too. I in no way understand what it is like to have cancer nor have the treatments or be vulnerable to the health system.
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Driftwood
by Mary-Lee..dedicated to my son who loves driftwood as much as I do. She was driftwood An ordinary branch Cut into the waters Where she twisted and shifted Rolled and rocked in the waves Was worn and wizened by the wind Until at last She settled on the shore And snuggled into the welcoming sand … Continue reading Driftwood
Blue Feather
by Mary-Lee "Blue Feather, My protector, my guardian, my guide, You have been by my side for many years. You have been in the shadows, on the bluffs, in the depths of the forests Through storms, struggles and battles. Because of you, I am here. Blue Feather, I am an old woman now I live … Continue reading Blue Feather
Amazing Grace
I hated Tuesdays. On Tuesdays, I had to ride the bus with the high school kids who went to the next town for 'shop' and home economics. And they were mean..well, two of them were mean. I hated Tuesdays because of Ron and Foley. I had been a pain ever since I entered grade one. … Continue reading Amazing Grace
The Overflowing Vessel
This is not a research paper; it is a contemplation. Perhaps it is a plea for all to look around at those in your life who are struggling, and decide to help. What does it mean to have a break down? Why do people judge a person who experiences this as overdramatic, weak, flaky or … Continue reading The Overflowing Vessel
To Be Canadian
Making Amends
I have heard people say they have to regrets, or they wouldn't do anything different, but I am not one of those people. I have made mistakes, or 'bad choices' as they are now called, and I was not the only one who was hurt by my actions. Certainly, that was years ago, but time … Continue reading Making Amends
Uncle Alfie
Mom and her Siblings: Marie, Mom, Lou, Fred, Nancy, Betty, Alfie 6000 Miles Away It’s sad when you grow up 6000 miles away from your relatives. I had a picture of Uncle Alfie Not just the black and white photo of a handsome, tussle-haired boy but the picture in my head where that boy’s eyes … Continue reading Uncle Alfie
