The Peace You Seek

I begged many times to be released from the suffering each time it dropped me to my knees for decades. I was begging to the wrong person. One day I looked in the mirror and asked with mercy to be released.I heard “Pain is…

May we raise childrenwho love the unloved things – the dandelion, the worms & spiderlings.Children who sense the rose needs the thorn& run into rainswept daysthe same way they turn towards sun… And when they’re grown &someone has to speak for those who have no voice,may they draw upon…

Eye See You

I Know You. Eye See You. I Understand You.Come with me to the Garden and Bloom Your Love from Your tears. TheLovingGarden.com 💐💕  

-Carl Jung

Please Don’t Ask

Written from words in a dream at 4:23am Please do not ask me to change for you. It cannot be done.  I cannot be undone.  I was already taken into the undone while ‘in the more’ I nakedly share.  I write from the deepest…

Love Is Pounding At The Door-And So Is Fear. Do I Open It?

Sometimes in life we have to do what doesn’t look like love, in order to truly love ourselves. We have to love our bodies enough to keep going after they have taken so many hits. This time when the injection arrived I didn’t have…

pushing up daisies

” Music is a soundtrack of our Love – Push up the Love from inside you.”  Lori Freed https://thelovinggarden.com https://youtu.be/sOMcLUClK8U

OOPS, I DID IT AGAIN

Oops, I did it again! For over 30 years I bought myself flowers. Whenever I felt alone, on many special occasions, I bought myself flowers. I didn’t really know until a few years ago why I was doing it. I just knew that it…

the blade of love

I don’t remember what kind of knife it was, I just remember it had a dark handle, a silver blade and it was coming towards me. I ran as far as I could, which was only about 10 feet because the front door was…

3 years ago

My mom had a blank canvas in front of her when she died from Covid in May 2020. In my grief I pulled out my old sketches for The Loving Garden and I took that blank canvas and poured my tears onto the paintbrush…