




I knew he was nervous. I was pretty sure it was going to be just fine. I had the same surgery years before and had long forgotten the haunting thoughts of them cutting on my eyes, but I could see the worry in his. I understood.
Continue reading Gershwin in the NightMeditation Gathering: December 26, 2025 and January 7, 2026
We came together in the in-between time between this year and next, between Christmas and the day of Epiphany (the day the wise men delivered gifts to the baby Jesus), or on a more personal soul level, living in the mystery and wonder of what is yet unresolved or unknown.
Continue reading Living in the In-between
I am practicing pulling down a compassionate shade between me and my self-criticism.
When “that” old worn-out, familiar thought of being not-enough or too-much barrels into my head, I imagine a shade separating me from the unloving voice of old stories and past regrets.
Imagine my surprise when one day, as I pictured tugging that yellowing cream-colored cracking roller-shade into place, this word was revealed: Magnificent!
I now practice separating from negative thoughts AND saying, “I am magnificent.” Isn’t that a hoot? Is that allowed? Heck, yes it is. It’s about time.-theresa

It was All Saints Day 2012 when I first saw this sapling, took her photo, and discovered the purple light while reviewing my pictures at the end of the day. She became what I designated as Trudy’s Tree – my memorial to my sweet sister who had died that January. Each year adding another rock, a small cross created from sloughed-off tree bark, and eventually more rocks contributed by friends also visiting the monastery river walk.
Continue reading Heart for All