Some days I have so many words. Some days I have almost none. Today feels like one of those almost-no- words kind of days. I normally avoid writing when I have nothing to say but today I'm showing up to see what might happen. Years ago, I had compassionate therapist. She used using her spiritual… Continue reading Just Three Words
I am a mom of three. I still remember being stunned by how much work it was to give birth. There is a reason they call it labor. As a Hospice Chaplain, I observed the same thing about death. It too was a struggle. Both birth and death became similar to me. Both took longer… Continue reading This Struggle
I just made a homemade Valentine for my husband. I'm a left-handed person who has always been terrible at cutting things out. It all goes back to elementary school when they gave lefties those green-handled scissors. Why did they do that? What magic were those rubber green handles were supposed to create? Whatever it was, all they did for… Continue reading Wear Love
We've all been saying it. We've been shaking our heads at the events of recent weeks and months. We seem to agree that we hate the violence. We hate the division among races, religions and cultures. We hate what is happening in politics right now. We hate floundering over which phrase is wrong or right to… Continue reading Just Do Something
Dr. Cindy Ryan 