Tag Archives: Esther Hizsa

A Walk with Rod Part 2

Hey friends, Remember when I wrote about my mom loving me the way I wanted to be loved the day after I went for a walk with a friend and talked about accepting that she loves me the way she … Continue reading

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Colloquy 2*

I awoke to find a blanket of yellow covering the lawn. Other fading leaves still clung to the tree. Eventually, they would tire, loosen their grip and be vulnerable to the next brisk breeze.  Then, my dear tree will stand naked while rain pelts, winds push and pull and snow … Continue reading

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Our Stories

The very thing I think I can’t tell you is what I need to. The very thing I fear will bring judgment and rejection, brings compassion and connection instead.  Sharing our stories, being vulnerable, being needy, afraid, hurt and discombobulated and not having to hide it, not having … Continue reading

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A Walk with Rod

My friend Rod Janz and I went for a walk on the Okanagan Rail Trail in Vernon. Here is some of our conversation. (The title photo is of Fred and me in Banff National Park.) By the way, you can … Continue reading

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The Story Isn’t Over

The day after I walked with a friend and lamented about my journey of letting go ofhow I wish my mother would love me and accepting how she does, she had an up day.  Her brain was back. She was full of vitality and … Continue reading

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Claim Your Home

The Spirit is the one who makes all things new, and everawaits our “Yes” to the Dance. … come. Claim your home in theUniversal heart.from Psalm 110, Nan C. Merrill, Psalms for Praying  Hold…what happened lift it up in your cupped hands,up out … Continue reading

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Clouds

I knew what was wrong and why I was bothered. It made no sense, and I told myself that.  But the sadness didn’t go away even when I ate more for supper and snacked on one thing after another.  In the morning, I was able to … Continue reading

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False Alarm

  My body didn’t get the memo that things that spark my anxiety and spike my cortisol– an email from the lawyer, booking a flight, any change of plan– don’t threaten my life. They aren’t the end of the world.  So I need to gently comfort my … Continue reading

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Cleansed

  Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man. “I am willing,” he said. “Be clean!” Immediately he was cleansed of his leprosy. –Matthew 8:3  An uncomfortable conversation sat in my belly undigested, occupying my thoughts, stopping the flow of oxygen.  I looked … Continue reading

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No Place Like This

  After ten days of packing, cleaning and saying goodbye to our home of thirty years, Fred and I arrive back in Vernon, the snow globe of our lives shaken and set down again. What do I see as the snow swirls … Continue reading

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