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Letting Go

What is a lesson in life that keeps coming up for you?


My perpetual lesson has been exercising the art of “letting go.”


Why do I refer to it as an art?

It’s because letting go often gets mistaken for disconnection. I see letting go more as detachment from the outcome of a situation vs. being disconnected and uncaring about a situation or outcome.


You can very much care about what’s going to happen and still exercise grace in your approach to how that situation reveals its outcome. This is how I define the art of letting go.

It takes great self restraint to practice patience and peace in awaiting an outcome.


What I find amazing is that if I’m conscious of practicing grace, patience and peace, at some point the outcome loses its power over me which then allows me to accept things the way they are. Ironically, as soon as I am able to accept what is happening the way it is happening naturally, everything shifts and change occurs.

Perks of being a counselor: Knowing that if I’ve done my part to the best of my ability and within the scope of my power, the rest is not up to me. There is a certain peace in taking a step back and watching the events in the universe unfold in their own time.

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Footprints 👣 Upon Our Hearts

Mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, cousins, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, grandmothers, grandfathers, friends…each person who died was someone special in someone else’s life.

Each walked their footprints upon our hearts.

When winter melts into spring, and tears continue to stream,

You’ll not be forgotten or overlooked

Because in your footprints flowers will bloom.

We will not forget your love,

Our memories will never abandon you.

Because we know when we are walking on,

We are not walking on alone.

Your footprints continue to impact our hearts,

Melting the cold, cold snow.

Because of you we must continue on,

Because we know we’re not continuing on alone.

One day, the hatred and greed will subside.

One day peace will start to bloom.

We know you’re always here with us,

And one day your footprints will guide us home.

Dedicated to all on and affected by Flight PS752 ❤️💔❤️

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On Grief…

Grief is heavy. It’s like carrying around a weighted blanket with you for the rest of your life, except it’s not comforting to be weighed down. Everything becomes more laborious. Your movements slow down. Your thinking slows down. It’s like you’re carrying around with you the entire world and all the pain and suffering that has ever existed from the beginning of time, all. the. time.

You see people around you moving about their lives and it feels like you’re in a slow motion movie while everyone else’s life has been sped up. Every now and then, someone steps out of their fast-paced dimensions just long enough for you to be able to see their faces and for them to see yours, but no one can stay in your slow world with you, no one is allowed. It’s the kind of restricted access no one would ever wish for, but here you are, and here you will be forever.

You learn to start walking with this heaviness weighing you down. Some days it feels like you’re walking in tar and can barely take a step forward. Other times, it feels more like you’re moving in water, still hard but much more preferable to the dark tar. You learn to appreciate walking the earth with your heavy blanket as long as you can still move and feel the earth beneath your feet. Slowly, you forget you’re being weighed down and learn that this is your new gravity, your new posture.

You start to feel gratitude for this blanket because it’s a reminder of your love for the person, for YOUR person, who has died. Eventually, the blanket becomes your protection from the speedy lives everyone else is living. You realize that while you’ve slowed down, become immobilized at times, you’ve also been able to see the moments within the moments that everyone else is missing.

At some point, you’re able to recognize the faces of others who are also moving slowly through time. You find them and they find you, and without any words, you KNOW and recognize each other. You know what is happening, you see each other’s weighted blankets and you recognize the beautiful designs on them. You begin to see that the blanket is no longer painful to carry because while you’re still weighed down, you have built some very strong heart muscles to carry all the grief and love. And so you continue to walk.

That is all. You continue to walk. That is all, that is EVERYTHING.

Perks of being a counselor: inter-dimensional access and journeying with those who have built the strongest of hearts. I see you.

💓🙏🏽💓