The Feast of Love

Car WashThat’s a line from the book The Feast of Love.  I originally read it a few years ago and I re-read it this past weekend.  It’s fascinating how much your perspective can change.  That’s why I love re-reading a good book.  It’s a great way to really stop and make note of how much I’ve changed– the way I think, the way I feel.  Different passages and characters resonate with me this time around.

More than anything, I realize how much more alive I am.  I’ve finally learned how to savor the present.  I’ve stopped berating myself for the past (mistakes? yeah, I’ve made my share.) and I don’t fret so much about the future.

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The Light

“The wound is the place where the Light enters.”- Rumi

the wound is the place where the light enters

I’ve got wounds. I always will.  But I’ve come to realize I have so much more Light.  It’s shining in from places I would’ve never expected to find it.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Light and Dark

“Life is short and we have never too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are travelling the dark journey with us. Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind.” ~ Henri Frederic Amiel



Travel this dark journey with me.

 Today is the winter solstice. The longest night/shortest day of the year(depending upon how you look at it). It’s the polar opposite of my favorite day of the year, the summer solstice, June 21st.  Warm vs. cold. Light vs. dark. For so many years, I dreaded this season. I fought it. I dreaded the darkness, yet the darkness still arrived. 

I’ve learned to embrace the darkness now, both in the season, and within me. I see both sides now, and that’s just fine. It’s there, whether I acknowledge it or not. 

I can use this time to focus inward. To think, heal, grow in ways that isn’t always possible in the light. There are fewer distractions and temptations this time of year. It’s oh-so-easy for me to be seduced by the lure of sunshine and a warm breeze blowing over my bare skin. The darkness makes me appreciate the light when it does come, and it is coming. More and more with each passing day. 

Make Someone Happy

I pinned this image on  my Pinterest boards this morning. At last count, some 200 people re pinned it. That’s a lot of wishes for happy making.

I was out and about today running errands.  The vast majority of people were harried and grumpy. For being the “happiest time of the year”, there are a lot of people out there acting quite unhappy.   The local schools are closed this week. I overheard several parents actually complaining about their kids being at home. I just don’t get that. Let me see, you want kids, but you don’t want to spend any time with them?  And then there was the woman buying a huge basket full of food, bemoaning about all the cooking she has to do.  Finally, the man bitching about the time he has to spend “with all of his annoying family” over the holiday.

When did we become a society of whiny, bitching complainers? I’d like to see more gratitude. I’m not talking about those god-awful “today I’m thankful for” posts on Facebook. Those are just words. And words without actions to back it up are meaningless.  Take those grateful thoughts and put them into action. Start small. Appreciate what you have. Tell those around you that you value and appreciate them. You may think they know, but it means so much to actually hear it. Give thanks.  My friends, thank you for reading this. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me. Some of you I’ve been blessed to meet, and others I haven’t…yet.

We all have the power to make someone happy.

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What Matters

We make our world significant by the courage of our questions and the depth of our answers.- Carl Sagan

Fill in the blank: Before I die I want to __________________.

This has proven more difficult to answer than I first thought.  It’s not that I don’t think.  I do, often too much.  And it’s not that I don’t think I’m going to die. I know it is a certainty.   I have forgotten how to want; or at the very least, I’ve forgotten how to commit to my wants.  I worry that I’ll want something, and then someday maybe I won’t.   I have to give myself permission to want, but more importantly, I have to accept that it’s okay to want and to not receive, at least sometimes.  I have missed out on some truly wonderful things and people because of my fear.  While I can’t change the past, I can guide the future.  I need to find courage in my questions and I think the depth of my answers will naturally follow.


I’m Baaaaaack!


After a long absence from the interwebs, I’m pleased to say that Fleur de Lisa is back, bigger and better than ever.  Or something like that.  Bear with while I work out all the kinks around here, and try to remember all the CSS I’ve forgotten.  It’s good to be home.

New and Improved!