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Archive for May, 2009

“Life is made of millions of moments, but we live only one of these moments at a time. As we begin to change this moment, we begin to change our lives.”

Trinidad Hunt

“If one could only learn to appreciate the little things … A song that takes you away, for there are those who cannot hear. The beauty of a sunset, for there are those who cannot see. The warmth and safety of your home, for there are those who are homeless. Time spent with good friends for there are those who are lonely. A walk along the beach for there are those who cannot walk. The little things are what life is all about. Search your soul and learn to appreciate.”

Shadi Souferian

“”Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.”


Antonio Smith

“If you concentrate on finding what is good in every situation, you will discover that your life will suddenly be filled with gratitude, a feeling that nurtures the soul.”

Rabbi Harold K

“When it comes to life the critical thing is whether you take things for granted or take them with gratitude.”
“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child — our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”

Thich Nhat Hanh?

“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order, confusion into clarity…. It turns problems into gifts, failures into success, the unexpected into perfect timing, and mistakes into important events. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
Melody Beattie?

Since I lost my baby three days ago, I’ve been waiting for the lesson—why my spirit drew this awful and dark experience into my aura. 

“What’s the lesson?  What do I need to learn?  What do I need to do differently?”

Then it came—just like that.  The WAKE UP CALL.

I thought I lived gratitude.  I thought I lived grace.  I thought I walked and lived in the light, and helped teach this to others.

But Sister, losing a child I never got to hold has moved me way up the scale in the gratitude department.  It’s been THE WAKE UP CALL.

And I am hearing it, loud and clear.

Helping my kids brush their teeth and put on their PJ’s will never be the same again.  Making them breakfast, packing their lunches, picking them up from school or yoga class, and yes, even doing their laundry—these activities that were formerly taken for granted, or at times when I was a super-tired Super-mom, even somewhat annoying, are now being experienced almost as though I am in slow-motion—really and truly enjoying every moment.

I was talking with a dear friend of mine today when she picked up her daughter from a play date at The Pink House.  She too has experienced a miscarriage—and when I told her how I was so, so, so appreciative and grateful now for my kids, like over-the-top grateful when I even just look at them, in a way that was never even possible before she said “YES!  EXACTLY!  Losing my baby had the same effect on me!”

So…gratitude.  The wake up call.  I get it.  Point taken.

“But was it really necessary?”  I ask myself repeatedly.  “Why couldn’t I have done some more asana and meditation to become even more grateful and present… and had my baby be healthy and happy and strong, like my mantra said?”

I don’t have that answer yet.  But stay tuned because it’s coming.  I can feel it.

My baby’s spirit came in to teach me this lesson, and then went on her/his way back into the light after eight weeks and one day.  I am grateful for my baby’s wisdom and I will carry it with me always.  As I will carry her/him with me in my heart.

“Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.”

Martin Luther King, Jr.

“Faith is daring the soul to go beyond what the eyes can see.”

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Super-Mom Betsy Parsons:

I expected motherhood to change me.  How could it not?  Everything was new.  But what I didn’t expect was that motherhood would strip me bare – drop me to rock bottom – force me to face that I had lost myself – demand that I pick up the shattered bits of me and piece myself back together.  It was all at once brutal and gratifying.  I am grateful for all of it.  I have learned who I am and how great my support system is.  I learned how absolutely wonderful my husband is, what a fantastic dad he is, and what a loving and supportive family surround us.  It’s not just me who is a super mom.  It’s my husband, my mom and dad, and my mother and father-in-law who make up this super family.  Each one of us plays an important role. Life is a tremendous gift, and we were all starkly reminded of that during the first six weeks of my daughter’s life. We almost lost her.  The first six weeks of her life were spent in the NICU.  She was a full term baby but a very sick one.  After she came home, every milestone was carefully watched.   She thrived.  And I almost missed it because I was worried about what could be wrong.  It was 9 months later when I started to splinter apart.  She was walking and I was cracking – emotions needed to be expressed.  I needed to feel again.  Not surprising, but I hadn’t been taking care of myself.  I was just trying to make it through a minute, then an hour, and a full day.  I wasn’t taking care of myself.  I wasn’t sleeping well.  I was sleepwalking.  I rationalized that all of this was well within a first-time mom response (ha!).   Eventually, I was diagnosed with PTSD and got help.  I began to piece myself back together.  It took another full year for me to hear the stirrings of my voice.  It’s been over two years, and just recently I realized that I am whole again.  I experienced such joy in finding myself.    I had really missed me!  But losing myself and finding an improved version had taken hold – makes me so grateful for the journey.  It has allowed me freedom to be myself, to slow down and enjoy the moments of motherhood, to rely on my family to play significant roles raising my daughter, to trust, and to embrace the unexpected.  It’s often what I need most!  I’m so thankful for my super family – including my husband who is embracing his role as stay-at-home dad!  Collectively, we’re a super team with a super daughter.