Live a Great Life Anyway …

Remember this: You are the flames … not the ashes!

Hmmmm … how differently would we approach our days if we consciously remembered that we are the flames not the ashes! 

Let’s all burn brightly, Karen

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A Bodacious Existence …


Who might we become if we dared to run wildly in the directions we most instinctively try to avoid?

Sensing this is something really important to ponder, Karen



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The Carving

I just had to share these thoughtful and inspiring words! May we allow our trials and tribulations to carve out and reveal the most compassionate parts of our souls!

The Moments Between


It’s interesting to me that we have the perspective that we will just get over deep loss.

That’s not the way it works. Instead, the loss becomes part of us. It becomes part of the fabric of who we are. We take it in, we absorb it, and it becomes part of us.

But, that’s okay. In fact, it’s a gift. But only if we allow it to be. If we allow ourselves to feel, to reflect, to learn, to grow….loss creates a deep compassion. ..a strong but gentle knowing when we see loss in the eyes of another. We can respond in a way that helps heal other’s hearts, continuing our own healing at the same time.

I am gratefulfor this gift.

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Don’t ignore those little whispers …


Don’t ignore those little whispers … don’t give yourself permission to talk yourself out of them without some careful consideration.

They might be just be that still, small voice of your inner wisdom trying to adjust your sails in a meaningful way.

With deepest respect for intuition, Karen


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The tree remembers.

A thought provoking blog posted by an incredible soul! Be sure to check out her blog site! ❤

The Moments Between


One of the hardest lessons for me to learn in my healing process was to let go of the past.  Early in the separation,  I had naively believed that it would be helpful for my former husband and I to discuss the marriage breakdown and even the marriage prior to that.

It took me far too long to realize that I was causing myself ongoing pain and re-opening wounds by doing that.

He did not remember many of the events and words that had cut me open and shattered my heart. Moments and words are seared into my memory forever because they were so shocking and devastating to me. But, he did not remember. So, my pain was minimized or questioned.

The axe forgets but the tree remembers.

For awhile I tried to sort out all the reasons for this or whether he really did remember but was hiding from…

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