Stories that Bridge Heart and Heaven
The Aftermath of Chaos And the winds stop. Chaos settles. Devastated landscapes, destruction beyond comprehension, lives peeled to the bone remain in the wake of chaos. All that is familiar Continue Reading →
Mis-Placed Focus And it wasn’t over. Like the aftershocks of the September earthquake in Mexico the ground reverberates. An unsettled earth continues to channel turbulent energy touching lives near and Continue Reading →
Chaos Churning And the chaos isn’t done (refer: http://carolinmparadis.com/2017/10/22/blog-uncommon-chaos-churning/). And my question waits for an answer: “What, dear Lord, are you trying to show me?” Yet, still it comes on Continue Reading →
Midnight Chaos Agitated thought drifted through my dreams. Like tendrils of rising mist creeping through a landscape cloying unease displaced a healing rest. Not again but too late, I surfaced Continue Reading →
The Lustre of Being “Ah, there you are.” Joyce balanced two cups of tea as she made her way across the lawn. Her mother stood at the edge of a Continue Reading →
There is a balance to achieve when communicating in difficult situations if the goal is satisfactory outcomes. Applying the right pull to push is challenging, too much of one or the Continue Reading →
“If you resist growth, tension will mount until you feel you’re coming apart at the seams.” NamastePublishing@namastebooks http://ow.ly/QTjt30epkdY It seems strange that tension is a gift from God. We think of Continue Reading →
Rising Tension Joyce didn’t want to do it. And it wasn’t the tension of a six-hour drive from Toronto to Elliott Lake that bothered her. With clear highways she welcomed the Continue Reading →
The Invisible Miracle of Community “It was a miracle” my daughter commented a year later when reflecting on the community that came together as a cohesive unit during a traumatic Continue Reading →
Awakening Miracle The brain-injured boy woke (refer: http://wp.me/p89n5f-a6). After the second surgery for pelvic repair he began to rouse. His first mumbling was just that–incoherent vocal fumbling that gradually grew Continue Reading →