Wishing Everyone a Happy New Year



As this year comes to a close, I would like to thank my followers and wish everyone out there many blessings, including: much happiness, extended patience, more time being in the moment, the freedom and security to enjoy life and a Happy New Year.


Trust is difficult, but …

Today was my first day back at work. It began well. I got filled in on what I missed for the nearly three months I was away on family leave. And, I started my day.

All continued fairly well until lunch time. I was walking to my car when I got hit with the worst migraine I’ve had in a long time. It washed over me with pain, sensitivity to light and sound, heightened sense of smell and nausea. I made it to my car, got inside and opened all the windows. Luckily there was a very cool breeze. For me, cold always helps relieve the symptoms.

There was no way I could work with this level of migraine and also no way I could ask to go home on my first day back. I tilted my seat back and performed self Reiki. I silently begged for it to work. I remembered to have the attitude of gratitude. I silently recited the five precepts when my mind was brought back to the severity of my symptoms. And after a few minutes, I remembered to give up the outcome to the Reiki and to know that somehow it would all be ok.

I finished the self session still feeling pretty bad. I began to question the Reiki. Why wasn’t it working? Then I realized I wasn’t really trusting it. You see, even now trust is difficult for me. Sometimes, though, trust is what is needed to get to where you want to be. So I reminded myself to trust. I accepted that Reiki would work and I rested for the remainder if my lunch time.

When it was time to go back, I worked to maintain that trust even though in that moment I felt sick. I began working despite the nausea. Gradually the pain and visual and auditory sensitivities dissipated. The nausea lasted longer but vanished as I went about my day. By the evening there was no trace of migraine–which was unusual as there is always a haze or brain fog following each episode. In fact, I felt great. And that good feeling has lasted all evening.

Reiki always works for our highest good. The divine energy gives us what is best for us. Trusting in that helps it work better and faster.

A Simple Act of Kindness …

Ok, I have to admit that I’m jaded. I’m a New Yorker born and raised and growing up in such a big, not always nice, city can make a person a cynic.

So, yesterday afternoon when the young woman on the bike rode up to me and asked me if the building I’d just exited, and was pacing and waiting in front of, was the office she was looking for my inner cynic was wary.

By this time, I had been waiting for over a half hour for my ride** outside of this building that I’d just visited for the first time, since my meeting ran shorter than it was supposed to. And I wasn’t familiar with the area. So I didn’t know if it was the office she was looking for and I told her so. I apologized for not having any information about where she could find what she was looking for. So, she walked away with her bicycle to a shaded area in closer to the entrance of the building and took out her cell phone.

I went back to pacing, mostly because it makes me feel better to move when I’m waiting and it was a lovely, breezy day in the shade of the big trees that lined the sidewalk. As I turned to pace in a different direction, I saw she was walking up to me again.

The NYC cynic’s voice warned me. Of what, exactly? Who knows. That’s just what it does.

“Excuse me,” she began.

I prepared for the cynic’s “uh oh.”

“Do you have a phone I could borrow to call my brother?” she asked gently.

I hesitated for a microsecond. Then I pulled out my phone as she explained that her brother knew the address for the place she was looking for. I asked for the number and dialed it and pushed the speaker button.

My cynic was telling me all kinds of things to be careful of. It reminded me that she had a phone and was using it. It warned me of all the negative posibilities that could arise from her using my phone.

But as we both heard it ringing, I told my cynic to shut up. I felt no ill will from her. She seemed tired from riding her bike, upset that she was at the wrong building, and hopeful that she might be able to reach her brother for directions. I remembered the precept I will be kind to my neighbor and all living things.

The phone rang for a long time. She told me he might not pick up because he worked nights. And then, as if right on cue, a male voice answered the call.

I told my cynic to shut up again and passed her the phone. It was only a phone after all. And wasn’t I practicing the precept I will not worry?

Her brother told her where the building was. She looked to her phone for the maps. And suddenly she realized where she needed to go.

She smiled. After the long mind-numbing meeting I’d just attended, I actually had something to smile about too. That’s what a simple act of kindness does. It makes people feel happy.

She thanked her brother, disconnected the call. Then she passed me back my phone, and thanked me for letting her use it. I said “your welcome” and then wished her luck finding her way. I also told her to have a good day. And she said the same to me.

About a minute later, my friend arrived to pick me up. Sometimes, even when you don’t know why you have to wait and be patient, something happens that answers the why.




**(Earlier this year my former car, after having its alternator die, which killed a not-so-old battery, had to get towed, then after arriving at the auto shop fell off the tow truck, making the already not-so-good transmission die a painful haltingly annoying–literally since starting and driving it meant a lot of starting, bucking and halting–death. So….)

The Outcome of the System of Reiki is …

In our society, many individuals feel that the reason for taking a course or attending a school is that ultimately it will provide you with either an increase in status or the knowledge necessary to further you in your career and, as a result, an increase in income.


Reiki is different. I’ve said before that the study of Reiki is a life path. It’s not a course to complete and be done with. It’s a continuing way of life that not only benefits the person studying it but the world around them as well.



The tenets of Reiki bear a striking similarity to tenets of other spiritual paths in that they’re meant to further the evolution of the soul, to help one be the best person one can be.

While I was looking for some inspiration this morning, I looked to a source I could count on. Although I haven’t studied with the founders of the International House of Reiki, I’ve found a wealth of information and inspiring articles on their site. When I found this wonderful reminder of why I began studying Reiki in the first place, I wanted to share the link to that article with you all.

So, without further ado:

The Outcome of the System of Reiki | International House of Reiki

Source: The Outcome of the System of Reiki | International House of Reiki

Professional Reiki training classes by Bronwen and Frans Stiene authors of The Reiki Sourcebook & founders of the International House of Reiki.

Just for a laugh …

A dear friend of mine shared this site with me and my chest hurts from laughing.

Laughing is definitely a way to lift spirits. So, I’m sharing the link with you.

It feels good to laugh. 🙂

Songs That Have Been Ruined for You

I can’t comment on the rest of the site but if you like music and you want a laugh, check it out. 🙂


To keep sadness at bay …

(Note added later: This is a long post. I almost didn’t finish it but I decided to keep going, just in case anyone else was feeling the same way I was when I started it. I’m posting without checking for errors so please forgive those if you should find them.)

A while back, I wrote a post about imagination. And, it is true a good imagination can be a wonderful thing.

However, in the last few days my wonderful imaginative process has been bombarding me with many, many “what if” scenarios that are not very good or very nice.


I probably should have prefaced this post by saying that I’m a recovered depressive. Recovered, because I have overcome what once was most likely severe clinical depression. It wasn’t easy, but I defeated the depression monster many years ago.


However, even though I’ve filled in what were once the deep pits of despair with the fertile topsoil of hope doesn’t mean that that monster doesn’t try to rear its ugly head now and again. Usually, I’m able to beat it back. But these last few days have been hard.

It doesn’t help that everywhere you look there are images of chaos. And, I could feel it trying to jab at my defenses. Except my defenses were down. And, that monster broke through, farther than I should have let it.

(OK, so the picture above is actually of a giant pile of manure. However the analogy isn’t lost on me so I’ll run with it.)

What depression spews at us is in reality a giant pile of manure. Yep. All of its little jabs and insults. All those images of bad things that could happen that it throws at you–All of it–It’s cr*p. How depression wins is to make you believe that it’s not cr*p so that it sticks with you and weighs you down.

And, I’m not saying that bad things can’t happen or that when they do it’s not real. Nor that one shouldn’t feel sadness when it’s warranted. I’m not saying that. Just that it’s the reaction to those things and events that depression tries to make much worse in order to gain a foot-hold.

What set it off in me of late was that:

  1. I realized that my long-awaited and looked-forward-to travel plans might not actually materialize.
  2. I’ve been holding back a storm of emotions as a result of the election, which has added to my disappointment and sadness.
  3. My ability to help my mom on a daily basis through her chemotherapy and fight with cancer is quickly coming to an end, since I have to go back to work to be able to pay the bills.
  4. There is so much uncertainty floating around the country, and now floating around my thoughts as well.

All of those things washed over me. I let my defenses down and spurred the monster of depression in to action. I allowed the ugly monster to sling manure once again.

And it stuck. It worked … for too long a time. So much so, that I started and stopped this blog post several times.

And while I was looking for graphics to illustrate this post, I came across some that made me laugh and some that reminded me of a time in my life that was awesome. With that laughter, I also remembered my strategy for beating down the monster.

(And I remembered that I should stop watching the news on TV, or any “breaking news” items that bombard me online. Too much of that negativity will mess you up.)

It helped. It helped me to put the monster back in its place.

In case you’re feeling down about the way things are too, I’ll share it with you.

One Good Thing.

Think of One Good Thing.


Something that lightens your heart.

Something you’ve read.

A favorite book or poem.

Something you’ve seen or heard.

A favorite show or movie that makes you laugh.

Something that makes you smile.


Something that inspires you.

A beautiful piece of art.

Something in nature.

A kindness.  A hug.

A kiss.


Take that one good thing and embrace it. Feel how nice it makes (or made) you feel. Let it remind you that there are good things out there for you to experience. Let it remind you that you are worthy of feeling good and that you are a beautiful soul.

It might not be easy at first but try to find one good thing. And then another. And another. You can journal about it/them–write them down to help you remember them. Put them in a mental piggy bank full of good things as you gather them. It might take a while but don’t give up. Keep adding to that bank until it’s filled to overflowing. word-cloud

At the same time, cross out each negative thought. Push negative thoughts slung at your by that depression monster out of your mind and replace them with one good thing after another.

That’s how I began my recovery from depression so long ago. And as I started feeling lighter, I made myself available to have experiences that were good and real. I ventured into real life looking for good things to hold on to. I made new friends who lifted me up. Read books that inspired me. Got interested in drawing and creating art. One good thing at a time.

And, by all means if this method doesn’t get you far enough, if you just can’t do it alone, please find someone to talk to. Professional help is out there if you are willing to reach out for it. Although I battled my depression on my own, there have been times in my life when talking things out with a psychologist really helped me. I wouldn’t hesitate to seek out such help if I needed it again.

There are sites online that are free, if cost is an issue. And of course, if things are getting to be too overwhelming, get professional help quickly. If you feel like doing something extreme, please call the 24-hr National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1.800.273.8255. Or if you prefer, visit the website at http://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/#

If you are a member of the LGBTQ community and need someone to talk with visit the website at http://www.thetrevorproject.org/ Or as the website says, “If you’re thinking about suicide, you deserve immediate help – please call the Trevor Lifeline at 866-488-7386.

Here’s another site that looks promising. I haven’t had any experience with it but I thought I’d include it here: 7 Cups https://www.7cups.com/

Whatever way you choose to battle depression, take the first step. Don’t let the depression monster win.


Wishing you light and love,


Thank You …

I was standing in my back yard the day after one of the most horrendous events in New York City’s history. Still suffering some shock and disbelief, I heard the roar of two jets flying overhead.usa-flag-830720_640

Before the terrorist assault on us, it was a rare and annoying sound polluting the air with noise. But that day, I looked up my eyes filled with tears and I smiled. That day, the noise and jet trails gave me a feeling of security and safety. Those pilots up there were protecting us, keeping us safe and watching the skies. While the smoke was still visible in the distance, and the air was still clouded with tiny ash particles, those brave individuals were up there making sure there were no more attacks.

I looked up and said a silent prayer for their safety and then I waved at them and thanked them aloud. In fact, I shouted it, “Thank you for keeping us safe.”

On this Veterans Day I want to thank each and every member of our military forces, veterans and those in active duty alike. Thank you for what you do and have done to keep America and her people safe.