Category: Reflections
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Borrowing Their Eyes
Raising a teenager has its challenges, but sometimes all it takes is seeing the world through their eyes. A trip to the U.S. Air Force Museum reminded me what can happen when we pay attention to what makes someone come alive.
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Apparently Healing Isn’t a Graduation Ceremony
I was fully expecting a graduation ceremony after all this healing work. Turns out there is no diploma, no gold star, and no official announcement that you’ve finally arrived. There is, however, coffee on the porch, a judgmental cat, and the surprising discovery that nothing collapses when you take an afternoon off.
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The Day the Horses Chose Freedom
What started as a quiet morning by the river in Amish country turned into helping two loose horses find their way home—and a reminder that even small acts can make a difference.
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Apparently, School Buses Are Easy to Miss
A siren, a windstorm, and a story that should have made sense. Until I found myself asking the only question that mattered – how do you back into a big yellow school bus?
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Chaos, Car Keys, and Clarity
Sometimes it’s not one big moment – it’s the slow stacking of small things that finally brings clarity. This week was a lesson in friction, boundaries, and learning when “good work” isn’t enough to outweigh the experience.
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Because of Course It Did
We had a plan. The weather didn’t agree. Somewhere between snow, a dented fender, and a hidden pair of boots, something shifted.
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Perfect Human — Failed
Imperfect Human — Nailed ItI didn’t get it right the first time. I hesitated, stayed quiet, and let fear make the call. But somewhere in the unraveling, I found my way back—and that’s where it finally mattered.
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This Counts
I recently realized I’ve been meditating my entire life — just not in a way anyone would have recognized. A quiet realization about walking, mountains, wandering thoughts, and discovering that meditation might simply be the moment when nothing needs fixing.
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Clearing Space, Making Space (Without Setting the House on Fire)
It’s easy to talk about peace and alignment until they mess with your spreadsheet. Letting a client go wasn’t dramatic. It was a quiet realization about friction, capacity, and what becomes possible when you stop rushing to fill the space.
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Snow Fez Hats and Forgotten Phones
I forgot my phone. The snow danced across the road like glitter. Deer played “Frogger”. And for once, the world didn’t ask me to do anything at all.






