It takes courage to grieve, to honour the pain we carry. We can grieve in tears, or in meditative silence, or in song, or in prayer.

In touching the pain of recent and long held griefs, we come face to face with our genuine human vulnerability, the helplessness and hopelessness.  Those are the storm clouds of the heart.

Jack kornfeld.

I have just celebrated the end of my 44th year, August 22 nd. I awoke to a new year, the first day of my 45th year and my dreams showed me I still had some old grief. I began my day with an open heart and a willingness to see the vast possibilities which lies in this human world, because I felt blah and I wanted to at least open!  I should not be surprised but I end up having a fantastical day right from the time I stumbled out of bed with my magical kids to the parking lot of Yoga Source. The most amazing thing is that my very existence is a miracle and everyone I communicate with are too.

Thanks to the peeps who shared their love for life and picked me up without knowing.

peace peace peace mama t