I fed my spirit with time needed and reconnected to my daily pleasures and joyful nurchering.
No one will give us the time to take care of ourself, it is always our choice and our planning.
When days are so full I try to wake up with the sunrise and connect within as I breathe in consciously the precious moments of care giving for myself.
Rushing around with deadlines and details continue to try to take me away from the importance of my needs.
Days seem to fly by and the detication to my health and wellness has to be woven into everything I do.
When I care and support myself I will be supported and resentment won't build up and make me a victim.
Uncomfortable negativity can be released when I acknowledge my feelings.
When my heart opens I connect to the presence and moving forward is easier.
I look at any emotional pain as a great opportunity to be with myself.
Safe communication and intimacy with loved ones can be the pathway to awarness.
Choosing to care for my own heart continues to create a sacred space for anyone who enters my daily life.
Day and night time rituals keep me connected with my mind, body, soul and spirit.
Make the choice to connect!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
A Mother's Faith
Every picture that I have seen of our Mother when she was pregnant seemed to capture how she just glowed in a radiance of love. She was told that she could never have children and her faith created her love story.
It was before ultra sound and the doctor had to rely on his stethoscope as he announced that there was more than one heart beat.
Over the next six months it was becoming obvious that Mom was carrying triplets...there were three separate heart beats and a lot of movement.
Mom's dream wa coming true as she anticipated motherhood.
When she would share her excitement with Dad he would hold her and together they giggled nervously as they embarked on their journey.
I can't imagine how busy it was to have three babies at once.
I miss Mom's stories and I remember how she expressed them with such gratitude. Being a Mother was her greatest gift and accomplishment. This sacred place of memories would resonate with happiness and devotion each time she would share her care giving experience as a young Mom.
It is Mother's Day and I am feeling the beauty of Mom's heart and the journey that she took with Motherhood. I miss you Mom! Thank you for being my inspiration.
Today I celebrate all Mothers with Gratitude.
*If you are interested in seeing the expanded version of this wonderful miracle, sign up for my Newsletter today at http://www.theinnerworkout.com/ or http://www.colleenhoffmansmith.com/
It was before ultra sound and the doctor had to rely on his stethoscope as he announced that there was more than one heart beat.
Over the next six months it was becoming obvious that Mom was carrying triplets...there were three separate heart beats and a lot of movement.
Mom's dream wa coming true as she anticipated motherhood.
When she would share her excitement with Dad he would hold her and together they giggled nervously as they embarked on their journey.
I can't imagine how busy it was to have three babies at once.
I miss Mom's stories and I remember how she expressed them with such gratitude. Being a Mother was her greatest gift and accomplishment. This sacred place of memories would resonate with happiness and devotion each time she would share her care giving experience as a young Mom.
It is Mother's Day and I am feeling the beauty of Mom's heart and the journey that she took with Motherhood. I miss you Mom! Thank you for being my inspiration.
Today I celebrate all Mothers with Gratitude.
*If you are interested in seeing the expanded version of this wonderful miracle, sign up for my Newsletter today at http://www.theinnerworkout.com/ or http://www.colleenhoffmansmith.com/
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