Tag: gratitude
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Four-Year Angelversary
My husband, Jack, passed away four years ago today, and, in order not to have a hard day of sadness, I said a prayer last night asking Jack to help me to have a happy day. I set my intention to try to focus, not on his death, but on our 54 years of loving…
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“Gratitude Unlocks the Fullness of Life…”
“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order, and confusion into clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today,…
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A Small Group of Souls
Recently, I’ve been volunteering at an independent living facility and feeling the great connection with them in a way I never expected. It all started with wanting to help the elderly remember happy memories and write them down into a collection. I thought they’d love to accumulate a memoir-like folder so they would have it…
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A Summer Solstice Sign
It’s definitely a record-breaking heat dome hitting right now with real-feels over a hundred. The cool dry spring and all my favoritie gardenia blossoms are long since done blooming just ahead of Mother’s Day… except this year. On Father’s Day this year (last weekend), there was a single, unexplainable gardenia on the gardenia bush. It…
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A Post Father’s Day Reading!
Every now and then I miss my late husband, Jack, so much that I ask my/our medium, Gail (GailandSpirit.com), for a reading. Maybe it was Father’s Day that just triggered the grief again, but I was so needing it. I had my reading today, and Gail was amazing. My late husband’s energy is always so…
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…Or Was It?
In my last post, I denied that a live frog in my kitchen, beeping on the stove sensors, was a sign from my late husband. It seemed that because there was an explanation for the beeps, it wasn’t a sign. Well, I’ve since had several people respond to that post telling me they felt it…
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…and Sometimes It’s Just Not
Once we tend to believe things happen a certain way, we get so used to it that our expectations go on autopilot. This happened to me on Easter morning. I was missing my late husband as I was preparing dishes to go to a family dinner without him. The wish for him to be with…
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Birthday Hello from Roomba
My late husband’s birthday recently brought me some calls from loved ones who wanted to remember Jack with me that morning. As the day went on, it was bitter sweet. I was happy he was born, but I truly missed his physical presence and tried not to stay low with sadness. I quietly spoke to…
TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA 