• Stacy at the podium giving a talk.
    Courage,  Grief,  Helping Children

    DON’T YOU GET USED TO IT

    It is 7:35 p.m. on Tuesday, April 9. Every year, Victims Services of Montgomery County hold a memorial service and vigil for families and friends of homicides. I am honoured to be asked to present the Spiritual Invocation. This is my twenty third year attending. Watching those in anguish is heartbreaking. I have friends who have lost their children in this evil way and some have told me of the incredibly ignorant questions and comments they had to endure. Yes, I am sure it is done with every good intention. It is important to think before speaking. The poem I like by Angela Miller goes as follows:                             MY CHILD…

  • Money spread out over white background.
    Achievements,  Life Experiences

    Let’s Talk About Money

    I’ve been thinking about this topic for a long time and as we are approaching the dreaded April 15 deadline for taxes many people are very concerned about the new laws and how they will affect most of us.  Understandable. Money has been a long debated issue for many years and to me, a complete mystery. Let’s go back to how we were raised for example. I was brought up – if you can call it that – being taught that if people had a lot of money they must have done something really bad or even criminal to get it. Needless to say I was raised in the war…

  • Old typewriter with a time piece draped over it.
    Life transitions

    Hallo. It’s Me!

    Having battled writer’s block for several months, the Universe relented and here I am. Usually writer’s block is described as people looking at a blank screen or notepaper. The opposite applies to me. I have too much to write about. An idea jumps into action and before I can write the title, ten more attack my brain and I forget the first one. Now my book author friend, Edie Weinstein, is different. As far as I know, she has never had writer’s block. She lives to write, when she should be writing to live. Why is her creative brilliance not recognised? She doesn’t have a marketer and readers don’t respond…

  • Children looking over a fence.
    Grief,  Helping Children,  Life transitions

    I’ll Take That One

    It is Memorial Day 2018. I have thanked men and women, alive or dead for their service. Thank you again. I woke up this morning with tears streaming down my face. They turned to sobs, heartrending sobs. It went on for quite a while, until I could hardly breathe. Bear in mind, I rarely cry. I realised I must have had some silent nightmare, bright and piercing in its intensity, but that one doesn’t remember. Other than John having died June 5th, 2015, so that date was looming, I knew it wasn’t that. It was gnawing at me and the physical pain was intense. The ER? No, this was strictly…

  • Woman with books around her head
    Healing Lessons,  Women’s enrichment

    Blown Away – Energy Vampires

    I wasn’t going online this evening. Something, that my son Daniel just called cathartic for me, happened. Last week, I bought a book written by Dr. Christiane Northrup. I haven’t had time to read it until this weekend – far too busy with others’ challenges. When I say that this book is the most stunning book I have read since Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl MD, and when I give you the title, you will understand why. It is called Dodging Energy Vampires: An Empath’s Guide to Evading Relationships That Drain You and Restoring Your Health and Power. From the moment I started reading it, my head was…

  • Theo Gmur won three golds on his Paralympic debut at PyeongChang 2018
    Courage,  Life Achievements

    About the 2018 Winter Olympics

    What are you doing with your time these days? Watching the Winter Olympics was almost addictive. I recorded all of them, so I could fast forward past commercials and events that were rather tedious to watch, like the skiing that took hours and hours. I had my favourites. Figure skating is the best for me and I was amazed at their performances.  I, who sprained my ankle at the one and only lesson I had. It was all very glorious and exciting. Truly, I couldn’t grasp how they stood on their skates, let alone move on the ice and leap into the air with a quadruple bound! Many years ago,…