Category Archives: Rictameter

Is there a way to feel tired but in a good way? Finishing all the “to-do” list or finally accomplishing a goal can bring certain satisfaction. But wait, it never ends… the next big thing is there.

Digging in the fresh dirt I find sanctuary. My fingers enjoy the coolness and my nose takes in the smell of the earth. The only noise in the garden is the wind in my ears and the song of digging.

We weave together our friendships into fabrics … shared memories and miseries, the celebrations of victories and the devastation of losses. We become the threads of the tapestry we weave.

Prepare the way… even though destiny may not take you to where you long to go. If you are patient, understanding that what you want is not the result, you open your heart to the gift of grace …prepare.

Living in the moment and finding contentment even when life is difficult is santosa, the second niyama. Achieve abundance…focusing not on outcome, but on intentional living.

Transformed… it begins within the soul, a God-shaped place where the Creator dwells…waiting for the heart to invite Christ to enter. As the heart follows the Savior, we become who we are created to be. …transformed.

Kindness among neighbors returning favors and lending a hand in times of need. Friendships spreading across the backyard fence like vines bearing succulent fruit. Be generous…you can never have too much kindness.

Today is a good day. Tomorrow, who knows? Treasure happiness and bright spots to lighten sadness during the dark times. Never lose hope.  Keep the faith, living each moment for there is only today.

You have been weighed, measured and found wanting by a stranger’s eyes in a passing glance. You’ve done nothing to deserve this verdict. First impressions obscure the truth darkening and hiding the wondrous gifts you have. **************************************************************************************** Luke 6:37 “Do not … Continue reading →

Madness erupting from self-obsessed maniacs spreads terror among innocents. Senseless violence accomplishes nothing. There is no justification for extreme enmity concealed by madness. ******************************************** “Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the … Continue reading →