Tag: Elder Care
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Antiquated
Call me old fashion or out of date… when there is nothing to say create Leave something behind Something your hands make, your soul creates It doesn’t matter what it is… a letter, a poem, a song It doesn’t matter what it is… a tree, a crayon drawing, or finger paint perhaps it is antiquated…
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Unseen
A death doula is steward of time, we are born to live and die. 56 elders were under my care as an Activity Director during the pandemic, no one got sick, yes, we were all vaccinated. I honed my skill as a restorative therapist; practicing the art of circulation therapy. Using techniques of toe tensing,…
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Mist
No wind this morning to hear the chimes the low damp hang of clouds engulfs the ground The smiling moon can not be seen but it is there hanging waiting holding it’s breath the constellations under a disguise of that mist has enshrouded the sky Covered with a fuzzy blanket of morning dew the soft…
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If something ends
Just like that Some come for a season, some come for a year, some a lifetime of witness I don’t believe in chance, the roll of the dice, the turn of a card All those who notice, witness or participate in our life they are there for a reason for a lesson, something to learn…
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On the cusp
a point of transition between two different states between what was and what will be I wonder… not why but what and how choice is the most powerful tool there are images of you that the mirror can’t show those moments when the door was open even the doors you closed the connections you made…
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Boom Quiver and Quake
It often takes a thunderstorm to make us realize that we have to ask for help Lighting strike… boom quiver and quake to realize that perhaps we are bound holding to tight to a concept or idea Lighting strike… boom quiver and quake settling for satifactory rather then optimal not finding the respite to think…
Your ever after 