I got a parking ticket yesterday, and for a very foolish reason. I paid for the 1 ¼ hours I’d be gone, for space 357, and merrily went on my way. I returned in one hour to discover that I had a ticket. How did that happen?! Reviewing my steps, I remembered that I was busy practicing an upcoming speech in my head while I was paying for my parking space. I was distracted. I forgot to press the button that would complete the payment process.

Since I was already downtown, I went straight to the Town Hall and reluctantly paid the fifteen dollar fee. On the drive home I kept thinking about how I, literally, had to pay the price for not having been fully present earlier when I parked my car. Then I noticed that, all the way home, I kept thinking about being needlessly out that fifteen dollars. But, then came the deeper realization. Every moment I chose to spend thinking about the ticket meant that I was mentally “paying the price” once again.

Well! I thought. Paying once was quite enough! So, other than for the purpose of writing this blog, I completely let the story go. I am doing my best to stay present because, when I don’t, I always pay the price.

Let your spirit soar!


I drove four hours on Tuesday to attend my Uncle Ben’s funeral. He and my Aunt Thelma live way up in New Hampshire and I had not seen either of them for many years. I used to get to visit them and my two cousins when I was a little girl. I wondered if, after all these years, I would even remember what the house looked like. I didn’t. But, what I did, and always have remembered was the warmth, love and laughter I experienced when I used to go there.  Would it still feel like that? And, if so, what was their secret? How did they remain so happy, living what I considered to be such a modest, ordinary, simple life? Did they have a deep, spiritual practice like myself or, true to character, was it something much simpler?

The answer was revealed at the funeral service when the Pastor looked at my aunt and began playing her and Uncle Ben’s favorite song that, she said, they used to sing all the time:


Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin’ my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth, it’s actual
Ev’rything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!

From Walt Disney’s Song of the South.

Thank you, Uncle Ben and Aunt Thelma, for the joy you added to the world and for showing me how to let the way be easy.

Let your spirit soar and may you have a zip-a-dee-do-dah day!


In a presentation I did for seniors where I work, one of the videos showed reunions between pets and their owners. The joyful exuberance with which they greeted each other was incredibly heartwarming, and it got me thinking. Everyone should know the joy of being greeted like that. And, what if every person we encounter, from the most loved to the most despised, is a long lost brother/sister from the spirit world who is just playing a role we asked them to play; someone we would joyfully reunite with if we remembered who they were? What if they are here to help us wake up from this worldly dream and remember the beautiful, divine truth about who we all really are?

A Course in Miracles says, “Let your awareness of your brother not be blocked by your perception of his sins and of his body. What is there in him that you would attack except what you associate with his body, which you believe can sin? Beyond his errors is his holiness and your salvation.” T-22.III.8

Instead of judging or fearing someone, what if we pictured ourselves joyfully embracing them as they step off the world’s stage and into our open arms in joyous reunion.

Who can you embrace today?

Let your spirit soar!


I went to the grocery store specifically to get an all-natural, pre-cooked chicken for my supper. They had none. I walked the store for a while but, unable to decide what else to get, I left empty handed, growing hungrier by the minute. While driving home, I toyed with the idea of going to Panera Bread, one of my favorite restaurants, for a quick soup and sandwich. All these thoughts came up: I have food I can fix at home; I really shouldn’t spend the money, especially just for myself; I should wait until I have someone to go with or for a more special occasion; Sometimes I feel a bit tired and foggy headed if I “cheat” on my healthy diet; my waistline doesn’t need any more broccoli cheddar soup! . . . On and on they went.

Clearly, I was feeling conflicted, so I asked for guidance. Instantly I heard, Only go if you can go joyfully. No fear. No doubt. No guilt. Wow! Just as quickly as my resistance thoughts had surfaced, I was able to let them go. I walked into Panera feeling peaceful, abundant, deserving, healthy and, yes, joyful! I knew exactly what I wanted to order and there was no waiting line. My order was ready in two minutes. The big, overstuffed chair right in front of their beautiful stone fireplace was vacant. I pulled up a side table and enjoyed my meal right there. The soup was piping hot like I like it. The ambient noise was minimal and very soothing. I felt one with my surroundings. The experience was amazing. I didn’t need any company, and it was, indeed, a “special” occasion. I topped off my meal with a cup of hot coffee, sipped leisurely by the fire. My “quick” soup and sandwich turned into an hour and a half excursion into pure joy.

Where are you going today?

Let your spirit soar!



“Suddenly I am everything. And everything is love.”
I cannot relocate the source of this quote, but I have no doubt, it comes from the One mind we share. 🙂
Happy Easter

It is just recently that I made the amusing connection between the name of the company I now work for and the spiritual trajectory of my life. The company is called Connected Living. My job is to use computers and Power Point presentations to help seniors connect with life in a deeper, more meaningful way. It is particularly challenging because the seniors I work with all have varying degrees of memory impairment; some quite severe. What I am presenting is often far less important than how I am presenting it. What I most want them to get is that they are loving, lovable and loved.

The other day, one of the most disoriented seniors was very disruptive during the presentation. While trying to keep her quietly seated, I was also going out of my way to make sure she felt heard and appreciated. She might not have understood what I was presenting, but I’m sure she felt the love. While everyone else was watching a short video, she asked if she could give me a hug. When I bent down to hug her, she motioned toward the rest of the group and said, “These people don’t have any idea what we’re talking about, but that’s okay. You just keep right on loving them like you’re doing.” Now, that’s connected living!

Let your spirit soar!


My elderly mother has a new medical alert call button that she can push anytime she needs assistance. Help is available to her 24/7. Commercials for similar products show someone lying on the floor, pushing the button and saying, “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!”

It occurred to me this morning that we all have an internal button we can push for spiritual assistance whenever we believe we have “fallen” and can’t get up on our own. The Holy Spirit (our connection to God/love) is available to us 24/7.

At first, my mom wasn’t wearing the call button at all. Then she opted to use it some of the time. I’m having trouble getting her to understand the importance of wearing it all the time. Perhaps that is a reflection of my own reluctance to asking for the Holy Spirit’s help. Like her call button, His guidance is always available to me, but I opt to use it only on occasion or not at all. Unlike her call button, I don’t need to wait for a “fall” to ask for His help. In fact, using His help 24/7 is the very best insurance against falling in the first place.

Let your spirit soar!