We ask for peace on Earth, but where does that start? How do we get there? I think there are several key elements to everyone being able to feel peace.

The first would be respect. Respecting each other, no matter how different, is a key element to peace. There is little to fight over if we take a moment to be respectful of each other's beliefs, feelings, and world view. 

Elements like compassion and listening come into play as part of respect. You can't respect someone while telling them to hide who they are. We have to find a way to honor each person even when we cannot understand their perspective. 

Taking compassion further; we can offer generosity. If we see someone in need and we have anything to offer that is a very real way to make the world better. It may be one small act but if we all do these small acts, it makes big change.

There are a lot of things we can change to start moving toward a more peaceful, loving world. These are just a couple elements that come to mind. But it isn't all about everyone else, either. It begins with each one of us. It begins with us being able to give ourselves respect and compassion. 

If I am giving compassion to everyone else while constantly berating myself, I am denying myself a space in that peaceful world. And can we truly offer compassion and non-judgment if we cannot even give ourselves that grace? 

What can you do today to give yourself some compassion? How can you show someone you don't know respect today? How can we learn to listen, not to the tantrum but to the pain behind it, so we can offer compassion and understanding instead of reactivity?

I'm grateful to recognize places where I can grow. I'm grateful to listen to how I address myself versus others. I'm grateful to believe we can move toward a peaceful world. I'm grateful to see the power of small acts and the ripple they make. I'm grateful to take a deep breath and offer myself some of the compassion I try to extend to others. I'm grateful for a moment to sit quietly and reflect.

May today remind us of common goals and common ground. May we make it our mission to give respect and compassion to every soul we meet. Have a beautiful day!

Today is Memorial Day, a day to honor those who gave their life in service. I will admit, for myself, it is a day to reflect on all those I love that have passed away. I do not mean to belittle in any way the amazing sacrifice those in service have given. For me it is more an acknowledgement that people can make an impact on the lives of others in many different ways.

I think about the people like Martin Luther King Jr. who gave his life for a cause we are still fighting. I think about George Floyd whose life was taken and ignited the century old battle back to the spotlight for change. I wish that we lived in a world where it didn't take death, tragedy, and murder for human rights to be recognized. I hope that we will not need to lose any more lives to this war. But on this day I give my respects to all who have lost their life for this cause.

I think about Dominique Lucious and Chyna Carrillo. Unlike Floyd they received little press time and yet lost their lives just for being themselves. There are so many in the LGBT community that have been targeted only for being exactly who they were created to be. It is a quiet war that often goes without acknowledgement. On this day I would like to acknowledge their tragic sacrifice.  I hope, again, that no more lives need be taken to stop this war and accept people for who they are. 

I think about the homeless that have passed. I think about the children that have lost their lives in unfit conditions. I think about all the people who had to lose their life in order to spark change. And yes, military is one demographic of that. But to me, this day is to honor all who gave their lives in a way that hopefully makes the world recognize a problem and make changes.

I'm saddened for lives lost. I'm saddened for those who did not get to witness the effect they had on the world. I'm saddened for the loved ones that are left to fight that battle while carrying that pain. But I hold hope that change can be made.

I'm grateful for the small steps of progress we have made. I'm grateful for those pushing to make big changes NOW so we don't have to continue the war for civil rights another decade. I'm grateful for those who march. I'm grateful for those who put up flags. I'm grateful for those who speak up and for those who remember. I'm grateful to keep the conversation alive until change is truly made. I'm grateful for a day to make me remember, no matter how uncomfortable it is so that I do not become just another white person with my head in the sand. I'm grateful to do my best to remember every day, as many people as I can, and work towards a better world for all.

Who do you remember? What determines which wars count? How do you define "dying in service"? 

May those of us blessed to spend today with the ones we love recognize how special that is. May we not let it distract us from remembering those who need remembered, who need spoke of, and who need us to keep pushing for change. Have a beautiful day.

Isn't it strange how one word can mean so many different things? The word "brave", for instance, means something different depending on who you ask. Sometimes it even means something different depending on the context it is used. 

My daughter was brave today. She faced one of her greatest four-year-old fears, going to the dentist. The new dentist made all the difference and she had a great experience this time. She bounced out the door feeling happy and brave. 

Brave can be facing something scary and trying anyway. Brave can be taking a risk, like a new job or moving to a new state. Brave can be saying goodbye to what isn't working anymore. Brave can be the willingness to be unique and let your true self shine. Brave is not just one thing.

I believe the more we encourage ourselves to do little acts of bravery, the more brave we become. The more successes we have help us be more willing to try bigger bravery situations. 

Sometimes the need to be brave comes out of the blue. There isn't a warning or a scheduled date on the calendar. It just shows up at our door. These are key moments in learning about our bravery. Hopefully in these moments we can look back at our successes and choose the best, brave way to proceed. 

Take a moment and think about all the brave things you have done in your life, big and small. How did they turn out? Would you be more willing to be brave if you knew a bunch of people were standing with you? 

I think our country is at a point where we need bravery. We are the land of the free and home of the brave, right? 

Mostly I do not watch the news. I prefer to read the news or hear it second hand through my husband so the images don't haunt my dreams. It feels like the stories have made pretty clear by now that our country needs some big changes. We need some big changes in power, infrastructure, and beliefs. We need to make big changes to bring us beyond the racism, imbalances, and injustices. 

Can you be brave? Can you stand up for those in need? Can you speak up to those who are too afraid, too stuck to move past these old prejudices? Can you do it if we do it together? 

I'm grateful to know I can be brave. I'm grateful to be finding ways to try to help my community shift to something better. I'm grateful for each of you that is willing to be brave and stand with those who are suffering. I'm grateful to know that we as a country are strong enough and brave enough to overcome racism, injustice, and gross imbalances that some are suffering. I'm grateful to know we can do this. I'm grateful to know we WILL do this. I'm grateful for my daughter's bravery today as she builds her confidence. I'm grateful to know she will do great things as she grows. 

It's time to move forward. It's passed time to make these changes, so let's not keep dragging our feet. Big change is needed and we are brave enough to handle it. Thank you for the difference you are making each day to make this world a more loving place. Have a beautiful day!

Aren't we told that creating a tiny ripple is enough to make big change? Perhaps, if you are like me, you imagine what good "drops" you might make in the lake that could lead to bigger, better ripples that change people's lives. This blog is one example, my way of putting little "drips" of positive out into the world in hopes it creates a ripple and improves people's lives as they find their own things to inspire gratitude.

Lately I am finding myself struggling with people once touted for success and overcoming strife now being rejected and their lessons no longer being taught. I understand (or at least as best I can at this time as a white female) the need to purge racism from its deeply imbedded nest in our society. At the same time, some lessons need to be taught so that we do not repeat the same mistakes. And some people, despite their misguided and harmful views, still managed to make little "drips" of worthy work. 

When I was in school Hellen Keller was the triumph story on how to overcome whatever life handed you. You were the only one that could choose your story and you could overcome whatever you chose. Now the story is mainly left untold because of some fanatical ideas she grew into as an adult. But is the triumph still not worth telling? Is it not still a lesson worth teaching children, that they have the power to overcome?

This summer I learned that Curious George (and his authors) were under fire for tones of racism. I found that odd because what I knew of the authors was their story of fleeing persecution by the Nazis with only a bike and their manuscript. Yes, there are distinct flaws in the story such as no tail and George being taken from Africa. When my daughter asked about that I saw it as a great opportunity to discuss with her how it was wrong for him to have been taken from his family. It gave a way to begin discussing this bigger topic with her that will develop as she understands more. But I have also used it as a way to discuss love. George is not the Man with the yellow hat's son and yet he is treated as such, with kindness and patience as we should show to everyone. Is it a flawed example, sure, but it opens doors to discussions on how to treat others as well as adoption. And the stories themselves have plenty of good lessons too. Are the authors and the undertones a bigger ripple than the "drips" of good these books provide?

Dr. Seuss is under attack, when once he was touted as a visionary and a genius for getting children into reading. We own several of his silly rhyming stories. Several provide very good points of discussion, "a person's a person no matter how small." Do some of his stories have political undertones? Absolutely. But if the message is about teaching to make the world a better place and respect all who live there, aren't those "ripples" way more important that the aspects of his political cartoons that children would most often not be aware of anyway. Yes, some of the books crossed a line and some of the books need new illustrations due to the racist and stereotyping images. But should all his works be stripped from schools? 

I do question myself. I wonder if it is my own privilege that blinds me to these broad sweeps. And yet I also reflect back to high school when my teacher told me that my poem was about overthrowing tyranny when it was the deep saga of trying to survive being bullied. She argued with me about its political nature but I, the author, was telling a different story. 

The beauty of the written word is that it will speak to different people depending on where they are in life. It will have different meaning to different people depending on their own background. It should be to the author to voice what its intention was and many of the authors under attack can not speak to that as they are no longer here.

We could take away all the books about the damsel in distress "needing" a man to save her. You would wipe out and entire era and entire genre on work. Or we could teach our children how to use it to grow and learn from these misguided lessons. We could balance it with other books that show the strong, capable women. And while I know it will not make me popular with many, if we ARE going to take away all books with negative impact, can we start with the Twilight series? Team Jacob or Team Edward? How about Team HEALTHY Relationship?! Because neither of those ones are who she "needs" to be with and for that matter, she in high school so she doesn't need to choose a relationship at all. ...I digress.

Will we stop talking about the good done by presidents if they had an affair, or smoked weed, or made some harmful mistakes? Or will we teach that people are human and with all the screw ups we make there are still drips of good that come? If the ripples of good that we make can be flattened in an instant by scrutiny of our mistakes, then why should the next generations try to be better? If the goal is only perfection, we will all fail. 

Should we take down statues celebrating those who owned slaves? Absolutely. It was wrong. But we still have to find ways to talk about it so the future generations learn from the mistakes of our past. In all honesty I don't know that anyone really deserves a statue. We are all human and we don't need pedestals, busts, or statues but for ego. 

I'm grateful to have a blog. I'm grateful to live in a place where I can mostly say what I want to say. I'm grateful to have a passion for trying to create drips of positivity and good in the world. I'm grateful to be authentic about what gratitude looks like in the real world. I'm grateful to give a little glimpse into my mind in hopes it spurs you to think about new things or see a different perspective. I'm grateful whether you agree with me or not because it is in the differences of opinions and views and the discussions they bring that allows us to grow and learn. I'm grateful for you, yes you, no matter who you are or what you believe. 

What do you think? Where do we draw the line? What lessons are worth teaching?

May we have healthy discussions to better understand each other. May we build a world together that is built on love and respect. Have a beautiful day!

Have you ever cracked open a hard boiled egg to find it is a different shape than you expected? Unbeknownst to you air or water got inside and created an entirely different effect that what your mind pictured. It usually makes no difference when these little surprises show up other than making you scratch your head a little. Usually we just move on. 

People are often like this. Some unseen factor makes them respond differently from what we would expect and yet sometimes it seems a little harder to just brush it off and recognize that something else is going on. We take it personally or we judge the reaction. Perhaps their response triggers a reaction of our own. Rather than scratching our head and just saying , "huh", we might get pulled in. 

Sometimes as parents we get attached to ways of describing our child but our children are changing so fast. Even some things that seem like core personality traits can just shift out of the blue. One bubbly, social child can suddenly be timid and shy when put into a situation that is new. Or maybe the child seems like a picky eater but then presented with something entirely new is suddenly diving in with no hesitation. 

My kids constantly surprise me. One that seemed to have sensory issues suddenly is begging to play with slime and diving head first into a tub of fake snow. One that seemed picky is asking for wasabi chips...yeah, you read that right. One that normally feels a little like a tornado crashing through is cleaning up and washing her hands without being reminded. Kids change all the time. We kind of expect it because they are growing and changing so fast in body and mind it makes sense they would change in other ways too. 

But what about each other? What about the adults? We are just as malleable if we want to be. If we choose to not to hold on to one view of ourself we can shift just as easily. 

Who do you want to be? What traits would you like to see in yourself? 

How can you give space to those around you to be malleable? How can you give grace for reactions and encouragement for growth? 

I'm grateful to witness big changes instantly in my children. I'm grateful to almost see things click into place for them as they grow and change. I'm grateful to know I can be fluid too. I'm grateful to know I can change and grow the traits I want to be stronger in myself. I'm grateful to be reminded that things are not always as we expect and life is better for it. I'm grateful to find myself full of optimism just by watching my little slime explorer. I'm grateful to contemplate "what is my slime?", "what is my wasabi?". I'm grateful for all those who practice grace with me and I'm grateful to try to do the same in return.

May today remind us that we can all grow and change. May we remember we never know the full story of anyone but ourselves and give love to all. Have a beautiful day!

Every day history is made in one way or another, some days we move forward while some days feel like perhaps we are going back. Not every moment of history is momentous but it writes history and paves the future either way.

Today I was hit by an unexpected wave of emotion as I watched Kamala Harris being sworn in as the first woman to hold the Vice-Presidency. I sat there with my two daughters watching as Sonia Sotomayor voiced the oath for VP Harris to vow. 

While I tend to be an emotional person, I am not usually emotionally moved by important moments like these. I am grateful and pleased most definitely, but rarely emotional. 

I watched Christina Koch and Jessica Meir perform the first all female spacewalk in 2019. At the time my daughter asked why hadn't girls done that before and that resonated with how I generally feel about such events. It is great that it is happening but why has it taken so long and why is it still so rare for these special events for women that we have to make note that it is a woman? 

Something about watching these two amazing and powerful women today though, made me well up a little. These are the barriers I want to watch crumble. I want my girls to grow up in a world where truly any dream is possible. I want them to shoot for the stars, for whatever their hearts desire and not be held back by something so simple-minded as being born a woman. 

I'm grateful for the emotion I experienced today. I'm grateful to get to witness so many amazing women in my lifetime. I'm grateful for my girls, young as they are, watching this process with me. I'm grateful to see them enthralled by the beautiful young poet Amanda Gorman and I'm grateful for her powerful words. I'm grateful for a peaceful process today. I'm grateful for the sun shining. I'm grateful to feel like a new leaf is being turned over and while there will always be some days forward and potentially some back I am grateful to feel a new hope for love and unity. 

What moves you? What mark are you making in history today, even if it is seemingly that in "just" your own story? How do you imagine your life and your story impacting the world around you? How can you make a beautiful mark in history?

May today remind us we all have the power to inspire and bring change. May we use our powers to bring positive, loving change. May we take the time to consciously choose how we will make our mark in history. Have a beautiful day!

Determination is great! It allows us to talk up what we are going to do and commit to getting something accomplished. Yet determination is only powerful if we put it to action. Without the action of actually doing what we say we're determined to get done, nothing happens.

Tomorrow is the inauguration of a new president. As with many presidents before him, he has made big promises and is facing quite a few big issues, from the very basic principles of human rights to an exponentially growing pandemic to huge environmental issues. He speaks with determination and I look forward to seeing what actions come from these big promises. It is my sincerest hope that they are actions that bring our country to a place of balance, love, and respect.  

How many times do we speak up determined to make a difference? How many times have we made a commitment to goals in the new year only to let them fade six weeks later? How do we keep our actions as strong as our words?

Part of my practice of becoming aware of when I complain is also making me aware of my determination. It has made me listen deeper to my words and my tone. In doing so I have to ask myself if I am just "preaching" or if I am ready to take the steps I speak of to truly make a difference. 

I'm grateful for this time of awareness and reflection. I'm grateful to see where my words and my actions are not lining up. I'm grateful to see which places my words need to change and which places I need to commit to more action. I'm grateful for the hope I feel in having a new president. I'm grateful to believe that change can happen and that progress can be made to heal the major rifts that have been torn in our country. I'm grateful to believe that words can be the beginning of action and that both have the power to make the world a better place. I'm grateful for change.

May today bring renewed hope for a better world. May we work together to bring equality, love, and respect into every aspect of our lives. Have a beautiful day!

I have been reflecting on the word "Love" quite a bit lately. There are so many kinds of love that it seems odd we only have one word for it. The way I love my siblings is different from the way I love my parents or spouse or child. There are friends that are like family that I love and yet I hold a form of love for clients and even people I have never met. 

My creative mind wants to define love as some acronym, something bigger than just one word. Let's see what comes...

L- Lean in
O- Open your heart
V- Vulnerability is important
E- Engage with each other

L- Look inside
O- Offer to all
V- Value every life
E- Encircle the world

L- Lasting
O- Offering
V- Validating
E- Empathy

Even giving "Love" four words and even doing that multiple times it barely scrapes the surface of what the word means. What words can you come up with? 

Love is waking in the middle of the night to be there for my girls. Love is cooking for my family. Love is the laughter shared around the table and welcoming parents and siblings even during a pandemic. Love is the little smooches that my husband and I sneak during the day and ignoring the snores during the night. Love is giving even if you don't have much to give. Love is offering understanding. Love is listening even if you cannot fully understand the other person's perspective. Love is a million things from the biggest gestures to the smallest glances. Love is all around us. Love is the best gift that anyone can give and everyone wants to receive. 

I'm grateful for love. I'm grateful to not be able to fully define it. I'm grateful for the magnitude of the millions of things we refer to as love. I'm grateful to love so many people. I'm grateful to be loved by so many. I'm grateful for the fun of using my creative mind even as my logical mind tries to "explain". I'm grateful this word is above the mere words we have to describe it. 

What do you love? Who do you love? Who gives you love? How can you give more love to the world? Love is so powerful and it is free, so let's give!

​May today remind us love is unlimited. May we give it freely and feel the return of that love as it travels all around the world and back to us. Have a beautiful day!

The pandemic claimed another wonderful life this weekend. In reality, we are losing about 900 people a day here in the states and each one of those people is more than a statistic. These are real people, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters. They are grandparents, friends, and loved ones. 

This weekend claimed the life of a wonderful man. We had not spoken in probably ten years as divorce shifted the family and communication. In learning of his passing I find myself saddened and thinking back on only fond memories. He was a great man. He was always up for a good chat and offering wisdom. He was kind with a wonderful laugh. My heart goes out to my former family members and to all who loved him. 

It is not the first life lost during this pandemic that I had some connection too. I'm grateful I have not had it hit closer to home. But at the same time the numbers are growing and I still see people fighting for their kids' right to play sports and refusing to wear masks properly in public. I just do not understand. I can only suppose that this pandemic has not yet touched close enough to their loved ones to get their attention and respect yet. I hope they stay so lucky but I hope they will join in doing every possible thing to keep our family, friends, and community safe.

This is not political. This is not a trick or a hoax. This is a pandemic. They have happened before, this one just requires a little extra effort in helping it go away. If you want to return to some sense of normal, if you want to have your kids back in school or your big events back; please just follow the guidelines. It is so simple that even my preschooler and infant can do it. First, wear a mask, yes it may be a little uncomfortable to you will get used to it and it is sure less uncomfortable than a ventilator. Second, wash your hands. Third, define your core group of ten people or less and other than seeing those people, Stay Home. Fourth, take care of each other.

I'm grateful to have a clear, science based understanding of what is happening. I'm grateful to have my husband's knowledge of pandemics. I'm grateful to see friends who are recovering from this. I'm grateful for every person who wears a mask to do their part. I'm grateful for those who are staying home as much as possible. I'm grateful for those who are working the front lines trying to help sick people get better. I'm grateful for family and all my loved ones. I'm grateful to choose family over school and outings. I'm grateful to be doing what I can to keep my community safe. I'm grateful my girls are more than willing to wear the mask on the rare occasion we do have to get out. I'm grateful to have known my former grandpa. I'm grateful for all he taught me. 

How can you help to end this pandemic? What can you do to keep your loved ones and everyone's loved ones safe?

May today remind us it is more than numbers on a page. May we open our hearts to all those who are grieving the loss of a loved one. And in respect, may we all do our part to keep each other safe. Thank you. Have a beautiful day!

Thank you to all the veterans out there who served our country. Today is your day. Whether you served one tour or through retirement, you deserve some recognition. 

It is a hard job. It requires doing things that test the body and the psyche at times. It leaves wounds that cannot always be seen to the passerby. Yet you did it for them, for more than just family and friends, you did it for the whole country. 

I do not always agree with the steps our military is sent to carry out. I also do not have half the intel and experts guiding my opinions on it. No matter whether I agree in my limited view or not, I will always respect and support the men and women out there working hard every day for our freedoms. 

Today is your day. Do something that lifts your spirits. Do something that brings a smile to your face. Be with the ones you love, if it is possible. If not, I hope you have the opportunity to hear their voices at least. 

I'm grateful and honored to have several veterans in the family. I'm grateful for those who are still serving in one way of another. I'm grateful for their safe return stateside. I'm grateful for each time I get to see them and even though I don't make a big fuss, I hope they know how proud I am of them. I'm grateful for those who served even when they didn't hear the supportive words behind them. I'm grateful for those who make a point to show their respect to veterans and service members. 

Have you hugged a veteran today? What can you do to make today special for someone who served?

May today give the respect that veterans deserve every day. May we be humbled in remembering their service and sacrifices. Have a beautiful day!