I love this magical little plant. I got a start of it from my sister-in-law. Apparently, the original plant was cared for by my partner’s grandmother. I love caring for it as my children grow. I feel as though I’m watering their roots in tandem with the plant’s roots. 
A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~Marion C. Garretty
I just finished reading James Twyman’s book, “Emissary of Love”. I highly recommend it. You can order it here. In the book this question is asked. “How would you act and what would you do if you knew that you are an Emissary of Love right now?” You are LOVE. Be LOVE. Begin.
we can’t overplay our hand locked in a deep freeze let’s don’t kid ourselves it takes a lot of work to be reduced to tears the risk of becoming a saboteur and giving oneself a chance takes the key to one’s heart and like a raging bull kisses us like emptiness as if received by…
Today, I visited my daughter’s school to attend the Martin Luther King, Jr. Assembly. Several wonderful groups from the school performed. We heard his Nobel Prize acceptance speech, pieces of “I have a dream” as well as hearing some wonderful music. While one group performed to the song “I have a dream” by will.i.am, I…
“When I hear somebody sigh, “Life is hard,” I am always tempted to ask, “Compared to what?”” -Sydney J. Harris I love that. My lover recently said that since he met me, nothing is in his “too hard box”. I love that too. Let’s all find ways to just take everyfuckingthing out of our “too…
When my love visited me last weekend, he would spontaneously offer me little presents like a sprig of lavendar or a little bouquet of maple leaves. My heart would open and joy and delight would flood in (and he would be showered with kisses and gratitude). Today, I asked for guidance from Spirit using my…