Web of Connection
It’s all about connection.
Making connections.
Fostering and nurturing connections.
As a spider weaves her web she connects one strand to another. In the weaving and connection, the web becomes stronger.
I Believe
Who or what do you believe when you really need to believe in someone or something?
What’s the difference between wishing and hoping and thinking and praying, planning and dreaming and simply believing?
Who is that voice inside of you? The voice that assures you all is well and will be well?
Slow and Steady
Slow and steady wins the race, but let’s not confuse that idiom with the messages I have been receiving.
There clearly is a sense of urgency underfoot and it’s not the least bit fueled by fear.
It is not fear – it is urgency – and there is a difference.
Zen and the Art of Yin Maintenance
How often has fear stopped you dead in your tracks?
I think you know what I’m talking about…
That gripping, paralyzing fear which strips you of your senses and prevents you from taking that courageous step forward.
Hugs Heal * Boston Strong
My experience at the Boston Marathon Finish line made me realize how much we strive to protect ourselves or at least the majority of ‘we’ do.
I’m Coming Out!
I’m coming out of the closet and no one is going to stop me!
My name is Diane Marie Ford and I co-counsel with Spirit.
Together we are creating controversial conversation and that is awesome!
Vatican Approved
Due to the recent uptick in questions from those curious about God’s position on speaking with our dearly departed, I have decided to reprint a article from my column “Yes My Dear We Can Talk to the Dead… Allow Me to Bring Your Loved Ones Through” which was printed in August, 2010;
I recently accompanied my father to the funeral of his long time friend, which was not a new experience for me. As a card carrying member of the baby boomer generation, I have certainly attended many funeral Masses in my lifetime. The homily during this particular Mass moved me unlike ever before, as the priest spoke of immortality.
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.
Love and Affection
“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve your love and affection.”
I ran across this quote, which is lovingly hand painted and was displayed on a wall hanging at a recovery shop in P-Town.
We were winding down a weekend getaway and in a totally blissed out state, when low and behold, Buddha spoke to me.
This striking piece of art stopped me in my tracks.
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).
