I took more years than I care to admit to discover my Voice, but once I did there was no turning back. What does that exactly mean? Well, for most of my life I let others words, choices, opinions, views and criticism become my own. I never gave myself a change to define my journey from the very beginning. I took them as they were the bible of life and lived them thoroughly until all of my life came crashing down before me.
Have you claimed your beauty? Do you own it? Share it? Embrace it? Or…are you one in the millions who are constantly doubting, berating, criticizing, loathing and downright not honoring the gift of beauty we are all born with?
Powerful words. Do they ring true for you? Do you really take time to listen to your body and what it is speaking to you on a daily basis?
Our bodies are our temples. They have stories to tell and journeys to take us on if we will say, ‘yes!’ to the adventure.
Our world is in a state of chaos. There is no denying it. Every direction you turn right now, we are faced with upset, turmoil and often issues that are too big for us to take on alone.
One aspect of my work tends to be a total drain psychologically. My work thrives on social media, as a mobile retreat house. There is no way to turn a blind eye to the events going on in the world, as hard as one tries to do so.
The world is real, the struggle is real. Depression and anxiety are nothing to dismiss....listen and share.
Love your body, listen to a few words from Andrea!
Undoubtedly, every day we live our life for ourselves first, without even thinking. It truly is a rare breed of individuals who ACT within their faith they practice on a regular basis. Mother Teresa is one of those very unique stories that inspires us to go out into the world to be a part of the change that is needed.
A lamentation in the truest definition is a passionate expression of grief or sorrow, a time of deep sincere weeping. Many of us walk through this life doing everything we possibly can to avoid such admonition of grief. We believe that we have to walk through each day with our head held high and be able to recite only the good of each moment that has passed. Society has made it impossible to be okay with times of struggle labeling it as weakness and an inferiority.
“Tears are a way of freeing the self from ills and allowing blessings to come in.” ~Joseph Sergott O.P.
What would life be like if we could see the soul of each person, rather than what we wear on the outside?
Take a moment to truly digest that thought…the soul. What an extraordinary idea and gift it would be to receive.
‘Do we say ‘yes’ to God the way Mary did?’ ~ Pope Francis
How many times in a day do we say ‘no’ to one question or another that comes at us, for we don’t want to be inconvenienced? It could be as simple as a neighbor asking for a ride to the store as their car is broken down. A friend needing someone to just listen on the other side of the phone, but you are just too tired to hear another sad story. A co-worker who is falling behind in their work due to personal problems and yet no one offers to help.
I have begun to realize that I have used my repentance, my insistent focus on my unworthiness to protect myself from facing the truth that God loves me even in the midst of my brokenness. Repentance: the action of repenting; sincere regret or remorse. The older I get the more I am aware that I am simply weak and broken, as are we all. My struggles along the ever changing journey have taught me that I have to trust my life to God’s love.
51 Billion Dollars on one Olympic Celebration. It happens every Olympics, the stories and people forgotten among the grandiose celebration. You don’t have to be a top educated person to look around at the poverty around us to know that has to be one of the most ridiculous insults to every child going to bed with the pains of hunger so deep within their stomach tonight. Homeless Shelters are overcrowded turning people away in the bitter frigid darkness of winter sending fearful families to the streets to find shelter.
The internet is a flurry with discussion and every opinion under the moon on the papal documents, ‘Amoris Laetitia’ or ‘The Joy of Love,’ that was released last week. A simple search can find every angle you could possibly imagine on the document.
You can throw your own thoughts into the never ending discussion threads until everyone tires of their own voice only to realize in the end there is only one bottom line from this beloved Pope; love wins.
"When we recognize the virtues, the talent, the beauty of Mother Earth, something is born in us, some kind of connection, love is born." ~Thich Nhat Hanh
Where do you pray? There was a time when the answer was obvious, Church. But, as centuries go by, life has evolved as do our daily practices.
How good are we to our children if we are only ‘living for them?’
I hear this often, ‘my kids are my everything’ or ‘life just doesn’t exist without my kids.’ I believe we are doing them an injustice with this mentality. I came before my children and I came to them with quite a journey! A journey that deserves to be honored not just for me, but for my children as well.
All Souls Day, Día de Muertos, Day of the Dead…celebrating those loved one’s who have passed from this life; some too soon and others well lived to the fullest. Reminding us through dance, song, prayer and community that death is not to be feared rather respected. There is a circle of life to be acknowledged, to be free to appreciate each moment we are gifted breath.
Today, I believe Gratitude is more important than it ever has been in our lifetime.
Today, I believe Gratitude is what’s going to keep us moving forward each day passionately aware of our country’s needs and progression. Gratitude will hold us accountable for being present to all those who need our love; to be reminded of day to day actions we can do to heal our country.
ec·u·me·nism: “the principle or aim of promoting unity among the world's Christian churches.”
Anam Nostos House is the definition of Ecumenism. It was born out of a long spiritual journey that has gone in many different directions over four decades and rested in a place of unity and peace.
Today I celebrate women…I believe life is to be celebrated daily, blessings are to be counted hourly and not one second of any day should be taken for granted.
I am blessed to have countless amazing women cross my path young and old, living and passed on, personal and strangers within my journey up until this point, for all of them I am thankful daily.
I am thankful for the women who taught me strength by how they mirror their journey for me.
This Triduum I lived Good Friday in its depth. Fifteen years ago I lived a very different life. I was discerning to become a monastic nun, I was coming to the tail end in recovery of an illness that nearly killed me for fourteen years and I was contently single. I honestly could say my faith was the single most important part of my life. I rose before the sun to walk meditatively praying my rosary to church deep in the city of San Francisco.
What do you see as the extraordinary moments of your one amazing life?
Interestingly enough the most extraordinary moments of my life are not the most recognizable to others. Some days I can look back within the past twenty four-hours and find what was extraordinary to me, would undoubtedly mean nothing to another person. Yet, it changed the complete outlook of the days to follow.
Today, simply be aware of every passing hour. Don't miss it. Don't rush. Don't tell yourself, 'Well, that can't be it.' It's your moment, go find it!
Life can be one serious challenge after the next leaving you to ask, 'When is it my turn for goodness?'
Well, I have had my share moments of questioning along the way that at times left me in a darkness I thought I could never recover in order to see the light, the gifts.
I will be the first to share with you...when you take time to pause, breathe, reflect and pray in the darkness you will quickly be able to see the GIFT.
Today, take a moment to think back on those struggles and find the LIGHT, the GIFT in those moments.
When some hear the word ‘journal’ the eyes role, the dread mounts their minds, and the questions of ‘why’ flow like a river.
Journaling is not an easy task for most and for those who do it easily will tell you they still have to make a time plan in order to make it happen.
My dear friend Mike is on a level all his own. Most days we all believe he has one on one's with the big guy for whatever he shares, teaches, or touches is of Grace. He has been living his life in countless ways to list for over 40 years...for others. His heart is so big, none compare.
Today he shared one of his inspiring morning posts and I chose to take these three little words out. They are powerful. They are real. They are Mike. And...they are a challenge.
How can you 'Be the sermon' today?
Find Your Voice Project
Celebrating Women in my Tribe
Fall, Letting Go & Attraversiamo
Fall Madly in Love with Yourself
I Am My Daughter’s Hero. Wait, What?
Is it True?
Listening to the Wisdom of Our Bodies
Love your Body (Watch)
Power of Voice
Putting Yourself Back into the Equation
There is a Light in the Darkness (Watch)
A Single Mom's Good Friday
Ecumenism, Unity in Faith
In the Palm of His Hand
Lift Up, Not Down
Living an Authentic Life
Mother Earth's Prayer
Pope Francis’ Joy of Love Wins
Seeing One's Soul
The Beauty of Tears
Repentance, Unworthiness and the Quest for Good
What is your Lamentation?