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I BLINKED MY EYES

I often find myself feeling emotional as I recall something from my past and then an instant later I can be overwhelmed by seeing a projection of my future. It is almost like I am watching a movie of my life that I can fast forward and rewind at will. At this moment, my future looks exciting and thrilling most of the time. However, there are times when I see future moments that are sad. Continue reading

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THE GIFT THAT I WAS GIVEN

It was when I became a writer, that I achieved clarity in my life. Expressing my feelings has completely changed my thought process. For decades, I faced constant challenges and considered it “weak” to express my feelings; I felt like it was a luxury to do that. I still have challenges, but have chosen to see that sharing my feelings allows me to feel more connected to lifeI am still first and foremost a songwriter. I might be very focused upon my book, but when I give birth to a song – I am stopped in my tracks. The whole process fills me with amazement. I cannot control it. The music that has healed me continues to play in my life. My innermost feelings surfaced again this past week as a new melody began to play and the lyrics unfolded. My new inspirational song expresses how grateful I am that I turned my life around. Continue reading

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I HOPED I COULD REACH

My post title is a lyric line from my song “Crystal Oceans.” It has two meanings for me. One is that I am reaching for my dreams – so many of them have already come true. The other, is that I hope I will reach many people and comfort them with my stories and music. Continue reading

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I CRY AS YOU LEAVE

It was a beautiful morning as I entered Connie’s backyard for our hypnotherapy session. The summer’s warmth had not yet penetrated; I appreciated the coolness and noticed the lovely flowers in the garden as I entered her guesthouse. Before coming to our appointment, I had visited my father who was in a separate nursing facility from my mother. He had only recently been discharged from the hospital. I drove to my appointment listening to my new song. My song was more beautiful than anything I could have ever imagined. Continue reading

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