Stepping into myself…

Glimmers May 25, 2023


Dear Friends,

Do you remember the thrill of seeing a newborn’s hands? And their little tiny fingers? Do you remember calling out, “Look at the fingernails! Do you see those teeny, tiny fingernails?” The miracle of life, right there, in that tiny bit of hardened protein!

I had my own fingernail epiphany recently. After trying the “dip” method of nail color for three consecutive visits, nearly 12 weeks of my fingernails encased in layers of serious chemical color, I decided to take a break and see how they’re doing. The thrill was gone. Instead, my pronouncement was, “Look at my fingernails! Do you see those damaged, injured fingernails?”

My nails are a lot older than that unnamed baby’s. And they join the many changes my body has experienced over time – broken bones, addition of plate and screws, weight gained and lost, removal of a section of large intestine and of cataracts, and the birthing of two healthy babies. The miracle of life, right there, in this mature human being.

My new naturopath invited me to start each day with this question, “If I decided to take complete care of myself today, I would….” Today, I sit in a quiet, contemplative space and listen for the answers. I look at my recovering fingernails and am grateful that they, and I, have the capacity to heal. I consider the many sides of my life and am grateful for the opportunities that offer such care in attending to my body and soul. I surrender into my identity as a child of God and accept my unique rhythm of learning and growing.

If I decided to take complete care of myself today, I would celebrate who I am and whose I am. My fingernails, resting at the end of my wrinkled hands and fingers, are a humble, vulnerable reminder of my lovable self.  A self that I am learning to embrace, care for and know by her true name, “Beloved.”

May it be so for all of us, Lisa

Comfort on the Path of Life


Dear Friends, I think of you on this last day of April 2023. I pray for you, too, as the transitions in your own life are surrounded by the constant stream of difficult news. Our walk on Earth, these days, calls for an increased…

April 30, 2023

A Welcome Spring


Dear Friends, Last week, I was driving behind a school bus as children were let off, one or two at a time. I didn’t notice in the moment, I was preoccupied  from my recent entry in the Land of Loss, that the bus pulled…

March 24, 2023

“Thank you for who you are.”


Dear Friends, A long-time friend of mine died last month, she was a year younger than me and faced multiple health issues. Her soul, though, was (is) one of the healthiest and dearest that I have encountered. She touched people’s hearts with deep faith,…

March 7, 2023

Choosing Hope


Dear Friends I recently made an interesting decision. I decided to let go of shame. It was a slip-off-of-a-stool kind of decision, it was just the next natural thing. Considering how I process things to death, it feels like a moment of Grace. As…

February 11, 2023

Seeking Clarity


Dear Friends, I’ve joined the statistics, was it inevitable? My husband and I had symptoms, each tested positive, and landed in bed for several days. Our schedules were rearranged and I repeatedly thanked God for a working furnace and the kindness of neighbors to…

January 23, 2023

Let us welcome this Night of Hope


Dear Friends, On this Christmas Eve, we await the birth of new life: in ourselves…our souls and hearts; in our relationships…with their connections and concerns; in this moment… of wonder and waiting. What does that look like for you? The Christmas tale leads us…

December 24, 2022

Notes from the road….


Dear Friends, I spent some time in the Land of Loss, recently. I joined 24 other souls in a sacred circle, we were present to the sadness, confusion, and emptiness that loss brings. I witnessed their courage as they told the losses that changed…

November 24, 2022

In the quietness of now…


Dear Friends, “The geography of your destiny is always clearer to the eye of your soul than to the intentions and needs of your surface mind.” This time of year finds the silky morning fog resting on grey lake water. I rest in silence,…

November 4, 2022

Finding my Wings


Dear Friends, Do you remember your childhood Hallowe’en costumes? Do have images in mind of that unusual, but fun holiday, from “back in the day?” I have clear memories of our children’s costumes or ours as a young married couple, but my childhood canvas…

October 21, 2022