Your Soul Family are those that are tuned into your frequency.
You sense a strong connection beyond blood or race;
you're connected by energy and vibration.
Through quantum communication, they intuitively answer your silent call and show up bringing unconditional love and support at the perfect times.
You share an unspoken level of understanding...
they just get you and what you're about.
For those people, be thankful...
they are your reminders from the Universe that on the deepest level of our existence, we are One.
— Kianu Starr
My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird— equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn? Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect? Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished. The phoebe, the delphinium. The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture. Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart and these body-clothes, a mouth with which to give shouts of joy to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam, telling them all, over and over, how it is that we live forever.
We are in the backseat of our car.
I am laying down and have my head in your lap.
We are moving down I5 to Eugene. There is a death.
It's another family member.
1. Louise left
2. Lisa left next
3. Then Mom
4. And next Ann
That's the current tally
This drive down I5 is to be with Lisa and her family and her friends.
You are sharing your precious, shiny heart.
You talk about your mom. I feel profound sadness.
I know this story. Your Frat Twin talks about it
Sometimes
I rest my head
On your lap
I am so deeply sad to lose my baby sister, Lisa.
You comfort me
We are mothering each other
— by Dr. Bella Box
Our Sister, Mary Frazel, ND gave Barb and me the idea to Mother ourselves this Mother’s Day.
Nancy Ruth Box is
Artsy Craftsy
Funny
Interesting
Grumpy
Creative
Artistic
Intelligent
Insufficient Agency
Marcella #1’s Daughter
Dusty’s Daughter
Gene’s Wife
Mother
for her
Four
Box
Girls
I LOVE her like the wind
She is the wind
— by Dr. Bella Box
I LOVE the spiritual guidance I experience with the Daily Restorative Practice. You get to officially DO NOTHING but LET GO.
Yoga
I LOVE this Yoga Studio’s approach to yoga. I have always “muscled” my way through yoga: not anymore. Now, I release into each movement according to my capacity. DAYA Foundation sprinkles JOY!
This is a poem I wrote this morning for our beautiful friend, Claudia. She shared her sorrow and I shared my heart.
Abundant Blessings Dear Beautiful Sister.
Feel my compassion for you and all your loved ones
— we are all family. Smell, see, feel, hear, and taste the
water
under
the
bridge
at
Breitenbush 🥝
— Bella
