into_the_forest_by_chriscold-d6ew0fiWe all fail at something, weather it’s in a job, relationship, communication,a project, failure to see the  hidden meaning in the way of a sign or a symbol that is put before us for interpretation , so that the art of failing gracefully allows us to embrace the unknown . .

Hind sight is always easy when reflecting on a situation gone wrong.  Mis interpretation is often the main factor in poor decision making.

The hardest part of feeling failure is the possibility that your disappearance can so easily be discarded.  Here today, gone tomorrow.  This is when the true test of self love applies.

All the enlightened reading cannot actually do the work for you, so to measure the experience is a mere reflection of your thoughts about it.

Anger, disappointment,  regret, blame, the need to clarify, none of which will alter the fact that the event which created the need for change can be corrected.

So what are we left with, a choice to move forward inspite of our regrets which translate into failure? or take a moment to reflect on what’s truly important to you in your inner most sacred place, and then thank the forces that created the circumstances to force us to reflect on the conflict between our inner world and our outer world.

Our journey and the paths we take are sometimes driven by principal rather than our true happiness.  Happiness is a state of being that overrides all the wasted time when making a decision that was not true to who we are.

We all have our individual journey though life.  The key is to realize we cannot walk this path alone, it’s just that sometimes we must share the path with someone not of our choosing, but then where is the lesson in that.

Our paths can prove confusing and interferred with by so much noise and clutter, our state of confusion enhanced by the overgrown foliage can camouflage the way causing it to be hidden from our sight.

Sometimes the answer is in plain sight but do to its simplicity can be overlooked and we then find ourselves on a beaten path only to be repeated til we get it.

Just as we are all individual so too is our journey through life.  The key to finding the path less traveled is to come out of exile and join the living through embracing the unknown..






As children we never really understand the impact a person has on our lives till we begin to enter the world of adulthood. With all it’s twists and turns, disappointments and joys we reflect on how we became the human being we are today and start to realize what was behind it all.

Hats and books were my friends in the attic at my Auntie Marie’s home. There I discovered a world far away from the one I lived in. The many different hats allowed me to play a character that allowed for a temporary escape from the madness I would eventually have to go home to.

Always smiling and ever so accepting of this chubby, four eyed, less than pretty creature, she always made me feel as if I were the most beautiful girl in the world. I wanted to be just like her. She was tall, thin, impeccably dressed with a hat for every outfit. She was my roll model. Polite and well spoken, she passed as gracefully as she lived.

She embraced the thought of death to once again see her beloved husband whom she missed more than she could say.

She promised me her hats and wanted me to think of her as I wore them. Did I mention I always wear hats and I can never read or write enough to feel content.

She was my “saving grace”, the attic of her home showed me a world of possibilities and I live those out each day. In my travels she was always in my thoughts knowing somehow she was listening to me as I shared my experiences with someone who truly cared. She knew who I was and embraced me for it.

I continue to take her with me in my heart as my life is still unfolding. But I know I will be safer now since she will be watching me from a ring side seat. My life was never all that monumentous but she always made me think so.

I can still hear her saying “Oh Dolly it’s so good to hear from you, I think of you everyday and love you very much”, and I knew she truly meant it.

It just takes one person to believe in you to begin to believe in yourself. We are all different yet all the same. The only thing that really matters along our journey is the love that was given in it’s purest form, “unconditionally”.

She did just that, gave love in a way that made you feel you were special in her eyes and in the eyes of the Divine who was speaking through her.

Dearest Auntie you will be missed and will live in my spirit for all eternity. Say hello to Uncle Sandy for me his smile was as big and beautiful as his spirit, so you will both recognize each others light and together burn ever so bright.

Thank you for being in my life as I have now embraced that little girl and I too love her as you did. That was the gift you gave me, to love myself enough not to look for it, for it will find you.

Go in light and love, you are free see you again!

Lots of love and gratitude