Wise Woman Essence

And Quietness comes…

Posted by in baby boomer woman, bicycle, change, journal, journalling, labrador retriever, labyrinth, loss, meditation, mid life woman, risk taking, self care, True Self, winter solstice, wise women

     These are the days—good days with good moments to honor. However, I’ve found that if I am not deliberate, conscious and focused, I can lose the day quickly. I can also lose myself quickly and end up wandering in my mind or in a continuous circle of going nowhere with a to do list that I am not fond of.      So recently, I decided I really want to make the most of these spring and summer days, cherish the moments with my formula, H30, health—happiness—harmony, in…read more

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Reflections I

Posted by in baby boomer woman, breath, change, gratitude, retreat, self care, spirituality, wise women

I was looking through my iphone photos recently and came across this lovely photo.  Here is the story behind the photo.  We as Wise Women have our stories that are important for reflection: As a Wise WomanSoul, I am quite often alert to coincidences and synchronicities in my life now.  They remind me of the magical grand picture of life & living; and that there is much more to our moments & our days than meets the physical eye. I had been out running errands.  Autumn had set in here…read more

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My retreat buddy

Posted by in baby boomer woman, breath, gratitude, grief, labrador retriever, loss, mid life woman, retreat, retreat, self care, spirituality, wise women

Sometimes a retreat may show up out of nowhere….It’s Sunday morning early. I’m sitting in my kitchen with my coffee in a cup that synchronistically reads, “Some people come into our lives and quickly go…some stay for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.” I’m feeling the loss of two dear acquaintances two days in a row this past week….both surprises, way too soon, too early for either of them…I look down and feel my  sweet lab comforting me, licking one of my feet,…read more

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Broken Open

Posted by in baby boomer woman, breath, change, gratitude, journalling, mid life woman, retreat, self care, spirituality

Sometimes there are years where the growing pains may be almost unbearable. This past year has been one for me. A few months ago I “accidentally” dropped my lovely rose quartz heart. It broke into the three pieces you see here. At first I was so devastated for I felt it represented my broken heart. I retreated to my sacred space that comforts me when I need a moment out of time…          I sat…I listened…I heard… A whisper came, “Precious child, your heart has been broken…read more

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