I finally jumped into Pandora’s box. I pulled out a handful of Gran’s journals today. I’m starting with 1987 – as it seems to be the earliest I found. Just the first page brings back memories. It’s yellow, curled a little and smells faintly of cigarettes. She lists the timesContinue Reading
If you haven’t read about #1000Speak before, check out these posts… Be compassion. Feel compassion. Live compassion. Compassion for the Bully #1000Speak for Charleston, Ferguson and Paris… Re-connecting with Yourself Compassion for the Earth If you have, then you may know that this month’s topic is acceptance. This morning, IContinue Reading
In my basement, there is a box filled with a mystery. It’s one I haven’t been able to examine in any great detail. Actually, it’s not hampered by my ability. I haven’t been willing to open the box. I had a quick peek when it came into my possession. AtContinue Reading
