I stand for kindness, compassion, truth. I stand for the children of the world.

New or good ideas or solutions seem to often arise in solitude. Also sometimes a through-way to something that has been puzzling me, remembering a name I have forgotten (such as a name of a bird, butterfly or plant, a phrase or song, etc.). If I am walking outside in solitude, especially among trees or near water, it is a gift to realize my breathing and anxiety have slowed down.

The adventure begins …

Morning coffee while listening to music (usually Broadway) and reading. Walking along the Lake Michigan shore or in the woods of a local park. Spending time with family.

Getting the Covid 19 vaccine as soon as I could.

Physical challenges have taught me to adapt and accept, and to keep trying and adapting as needed. A complete dietary overhaul over the last few years, with ongoing tweaks, as medical diagnosis has revealed the need. Accepting that walking is a gift when running is no longer possible. Being retired, I have the option to read the day and go from there. Over time, I have (mostly) learned not to beat myself up over limitations, to choose self-kindness over self-judgment.

The particular solace and energy of trees/woods/forest. I used to hide out there when I needed space to breathe and escape the world of talk or demands of home. It is a love affair that continues. Similarly, the power and invitation of lakes and rivers. And I would echo SK and Howie in the love and importance of books in my life.

I try to keep to the path of kindness, compassion and generosity of spirit. Am I perfect at this? No. But I have become better over the years, due to my own imperfections and life experiences, including those in which I really needed this response and respect. … So many thoughtful responses here already Thank you, my friends!

Morning routines, listening to music, and getting outside.

Spending time outdoors, in the woods, at the beach. Spending time with family or friends, having a good conversation, laughing or just hanging out.

My family, first and foremost, along with friends. And the familiar … nature, music, Spirit. I am thanking Christine for her perspective (below).

Thanks, Mike. Parker Palmer … such wisdom!

Thank you, my friend.

Hi and welcome, Manali! Spending time with your daughter sounds like great fun! Blessings to you in your healing from illness.

Carol, thank you for your reflection. It brought to mind a chorus in a song/hymn by Gary Ault:
All that we have and all that we offer
Comes from a heart both frightened and free.
Take what we bring now and give what we need.
All done in God’s name.

Such a gift, Mary Pat, to live near these beautiful, natural places!

Hi Mary Pat. I used to fish occasionally with my Dad. We had a sort of rustic cottage on a small lake. I was always happy when I went with him. We were both pretty quiet anyway, so it was a peaceful outing. It is a wonderful memory. He passed away when he was 56 of cancer, so this lives in my heart pretty deeply.

It is good to see you here today, Mary Pat!

This is helpful to me, Christine. I hadn’t thought of the perspective of anchors, but will go forward with this. Thank you.