I Love Waves-

I Love water. I love the ocean and the pull and push of the tides. Sitting quietly on the sand, I hear the crashing waves and sense their rhythm deep beneath me.  In times of peace, in times of trouble, with gratitude and with heartache, I return to the sandy shore and find wisdom in the waves.

I begin with the hope and intention to offer wisdom that illuminates my path and may help you find yours. Words of wisdom from poets, prophets,writers and teachers. Words that work to open hearts, minds and eyes to new ways of being and inhabiting the space around us.

Fear has kept me from beginning, yet wise words propell me forth.

A Morning Offering

by John O’Donohue 

. . .May my mind come alive today

To the invisible geography

That invites me to new frontiers,

To break the dead shell of yesterday’s

To risk being disturbed and changed.

May I have the courage today

To live the life that I would love,

To postpone my dream no longer

But to do at last what I came here for

And waste my heart on fear no more

Goodbye to Dad

Sunday, April 12, my father, Kenneth Ralph Poulson, left this world. Easter Sunday dawned bright and beautiful, and I decided to take Ava Jean to visit Dad and attend church with him. I found him slumped over in his wheel chair. For the first time there was no glimmer of recognition, in fact he never even lifted his head. The nurse helped me push Dad into the room for church, and Ava and I sat next to him. He labored to breathe, and all I heard were short, nasaly puffs of breath. Ava fell asleep on my shoulder and for 50 minutes I sat, held his hand and rubbed his back. Pondering and praying, I wondered how long Dad would live this way. He hated the care center and wanted to return home. I hated seeing him this way, yet I didn't want him to go. The truth is I wanted my Dad back. The vibrant larger than life man I called Dad