Tag: healing journey

What if…?

Written by on April 29, 2014 in Conversations on the Journey with 1 Comment

  What if being free to dance isn’t about dancing? What if it’s not just an invitation for legs and arms and body to move with the music, heard and unheard? What if it involves a larger dance floor and the partners that swirl around and leap across are my imagination and spirit…the creative inquiry […]

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Break free, I whisper into her ear…

Written by on April 16, 2014 in Conversations on the Journey with 2 Comments

What would I do if my father died? Perhaps he already has. I do not know. But if I found out he had, what would I do? The time to confront him, the opportunity to tell him how I felt, to let him know what I knew of him, would be gone.  And yet, I […]

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Sitting by my window…

Written by on January 2, 2014 in Conversations on the Journey with 0 Comments

  Sitting by my window, watching the snow fall…soon the ground will be covered in white and I, blanketed in that odd feeling of safety, will have nowhere to go but to my self. I cannot get out and nothing can get in. Time stops for me when I am at home and the snow […]

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For Those For Whom Mother’s Day is Painful

Written by on May 12, 2013 in Conversations on the Journey with 4 Comments

This is the day when appreciation and love is expressed to and for our mothers. But sometimes it seems to me what is honored is more the ideal of motherhood and less the real women behind it. I have no doubt there are mothers who totally fit the description of the Mother’s Day Mother…but mine […]

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“Miyasan – Forget Me Not”

Written by on January 28, 2013 in Conversations on the Journey with 5 Comments

Over a week ago, I had finished recording the song I wrote for my mother, the song that I realized wanted to be a part of the story I was writing for her, The River of Heaven. Ten days later I still had not been able to post it. On the 26th I found myself […]

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A Rainbow Gift

Written by on January 12, 2012 in Conversations on the Journey with 1 Comment

I didn’t mean to do it. I was moving the boxes, and I thought, no big deal, I’ll just open the little box. There were stamps and other papers in there, but nothing of a personal nature. Then I went to the box that held two ornamental paddles and an old black lacquer jewelry box. […]

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Opening the Box

Written by on January 4, 2012 in Conversations on the Journey with 0 Comments

It could be a Pandora’s Box…or a treasure box. Perhaps it’s a little of both. Today on the phone, my oldest daughter, Dionna informed me she had a box filled with writings by my mother — loose leaf paper (numbered, thank goodness), scraps of paper, and envelopes, lots of envelopes written on the front and […]

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What does it mean…

Written by on November 11, 2010 in Conversations on the Journey with 0 Comments

…to be Miyasan’s daughter? For so long I had seen my mother through her wounds, her needs. And in my way, I related myself to her through my own. But now, as I’m engaged in a writing challenge, (NaNoWriMo – a novel in 30 days) I find that I’m seeing her in more and more […]

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