May the Road Rise Up

There is an Old Irish Blessing which is pulling at my heart strings as I write this little story.

It goes like this:  May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

I am reminded of my paternal grandmother, Mary, a proud Irish immigrant and a fine woman, who passed on when I was a very young girl. I can still remember her round, smiling face, hair neatly pulled back in a bun. I think about the many grandparents who come through during readings for clients, offering words of encouragement, wisdom and hope.

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Sweet Surrender

There comes a time in everyone’s life when you just have to surrender.

Time when resistance is futile.

We can hang on for dear life and insist all is well.

Insist we don’t have a problem, or care, or concern about _______________________ (fill in the blank).

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Legacy – A Gift or a Curse?

But I can’t possibly change the way I feel, act or believe – I was raised this way.”

“It worked for them and it will work for me.”

“It didn’t work for them, and it won’t work for me – it’s that simple.”

Stuck in family patterns?

Feel that albatross around your neck?

Know there is another way of doing, being, and living but can’t possibly figure out what that looks like or how to begin?

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