Thursday, December 30, 2010


It's really no surprise that my dreams were graced last night by my Mimi. You see, I went to bed thinking about the fact that today is her birthday. I was trying to come up with an appropriate way to commemorate the occasion that wouldn't focus on her absence, rather acknowledge her presence that I still embrace in my heart. I was pondering this as I drifted off to sleep.

At some point during the night, I found myself immersed in conversation with Mimi. She was even more beautiful than I'd ever seen her, if that is possible. She was exceedingly vibrant and very much full of life. She reached out, took my hand and gave it a loving squeeze. With green eyes sparkling and rosy cheeks glowing, she began speaking powerful insight into my life. As I listened intently, I recognized that everything she was saying I had heard before in different seasons of my life. The wisdom flowed without interruption from her heart to mine. Words of strength and of courage. Words of comfort and of compassion. Words of hope and of affirmation. All words of truth that surpassed my thinking and came to rest deep within my spirit.

The words she spoke were not just broad generalizations. They were well measured and specific to my life. They were not just what I wanted to hear; they were what I needed to hear. The words were heavily clad in truth and tempered with love. They were infused with deep wisdom. They brought an instant settling within my heart.

When she was finished, she leaned over and kissed my cheek. Then an embrace that was so real it woke me from my sleep. I went straight to my mirror, fully expecting to see the imprint of her lipstick on my cheek. This is a memory I will treasure forever.

It is customary to receive gifts on your birthday. However, today Mimi chose to bless me with this most treasured gift! I love you, my Mimi!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Always A Story To Tell

Oh my! Allow me a moment to brush the cobwebs off my blog! You know it's been too long since your last post when you can't remember your sign in name and password! Well, here I am...I found my way back to Musings, but not without a nudge from a couple of good friends :) Thanks Di and Jonna for reminding me to take time for myself in the midst of the "busyness" of life.

Writing is very therapeutic for me. The chaos and noise that I find myself too often immersed in tends to stifle the musings within. Yes, they are always there. I can feel them--patiently waiting for a break in the commotion. Once I find that place of peace and quiet, the reflective inspiration stirs within. As I give way to the pondering of my soul, the somewhat random thoughts begin to align into meaningful prose and find their way from my heart, through my keyboard, to the blank page that waits before me. The words flow with rhythmic cadence, releasing my inner thoughts onto the written page. The phrases pour out like refreshing water from a pitcher until nothing remains. As the final drips trickle from the spout, my thoughts wind down slow and steady. The tapping of my fingers on the keys yields to silence as the conclusion is reached.

It is done--for now--until the next opportunity to express those things which stir deep inside. Sometimes bold and powerful; sometimes light with humor; but always a story to tell!