I have never been good at expressing anger. I tend to stuff it down claiming that it is better for everyone. I worry that expressing my anger will hurt someone. Needless to say, that means I have a lot of…
Category: Inner Cleaning
Mama’s Heart
Recently, my husband has been noting the different way a mom (me) approaches parenting versus a dad (him). He has his approach and I have mine. The truth is we do approach things differently. A mama’s heart is fiercely protective,…
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Peace Is With You
It started as a regular Sunday. During the message at church, Pastor shared the scripture of Jesus returning to the disciples. Then he shared tht as he typed “peace be with you” his auto correct changed it to “peace is…
The Power of Belief
I am known, within my family, as the one who looks for any alternative form of healing than a path that includes traditional western medicine. I don’t have anything against the healthcare system. It serves a lifegiving purpose to many.…
Mom in My Corner
Once you reach a certain age, you think you don’t need your mom anymore. I will always want her in my life, but I didn’t think I needed her in my corner the way I did when I was young.…
He Chose You
This is a bit of a divergence from my usual posts. The audio is about 17 minutes long. It is for anyone who has every struggled with forgiveness especially God’s forgiveness or forgiving self. If you are still carrying around…
Parent’s Heart
Something profound happens when one becomes a parent. Love overwhelms the heart. We gain a parent’s heart. We want the best for our kids. We make decisions. We guide. We set boundaries. We teach right from wrong. We strive to…
Change My Heart
It happened again. Anxiety took over. There was no logic behind it. I became a puddle in a good old ugly cry. I didn’t come to the answer on my own. With the work I’ve been doing with a professional,…
Refuge
Yet another snow storm strikes. Everyone I know is sick of snow, shoveling and poor road conditions. When I’m out in a storm, I just want to get home. There is something about home that calls to me when I’m…
I Believe in You
I hear the bedroom door open. I hear the deep rumble of his voice. My heart starts to pound. I want to run in and rescue. I try to calm myself down, but the feeling of weight on my chest…
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