November 29

Be present in all things, and thankful for all things.

Maya Angelou

As Thanksgiving 2020 winds down, I’m simply grateful. Grateful I have family to cook for- grateful for my children to love and guide- grateful for my home and my health.

Although this year has been daunting and scary at times, it is also a year of appreciation and gratitude.

November 20

Acknowledging the good that you already have in your life is the foundation for all abundance.

Eckhart Tolle

November 19

Smokey Mountain stream

The stream models the flow. When we are in the flow, the rocks roll right by us. When we are fighting the flow we hit each one. Each day we choose how we treat the water and whether we emerge cleansed or bruised.

November 18

If you don’t like the road you’re walking, start paving another one.

Dolly Parton

Maybe it’s a road we don’t like. Maybe we need a long bridge made of wood and strewn together by rope. This is how 2020 feels to me. Forget the sturdy concrete ground- at best we get a flimsy support beneath our feet.

November 17

Even after the leaves have fallen and the color has faded the mountains beckon. They remind us that what is will not be and what has been will leave its mark. Together, past and present, make life.

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine slows into trees.

John M

November 16

Character develops itself in the stream of life.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

May this Monday flow smoothly despite challenges. May this day be filled with purpose and passion. May this moment be cherished.

November 15

Sometimes, a break away allows for newfound gratitude for simply what is in front of us now.

Today, I’m grateful for friends.

October 19

An owl is the wisest of all birds because the more it sees the less it talks.

Christine Watson

October 5

As this week begins, I hope to recognize the challenges as questions that can shed light on what lies ahead and how to best arrive.

I hope that for you, too.

October 3rd

Days just fly by. Here we are in October. I barely blinked and September is passed.

A new month. A new season. A new time to embrace the mystery of grace.