Letting Go...To Grasp What Really Matters
*For the privacy of this individual, her name has been changed In this journey to become Hands Free, I have really started listening. Not just listening more intently to my own inner thoughts and feelings, but listening to other people. I mean really listening. A year ago, I am not sure I would have truly heard what this woman said….
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The readers of this blog have been doing something I wasn’t expecting. But as I have discovered on this journey, the most meaningful things come unplanned; the most powerful things come unexpectedly. This is YOUR story… A few weeks ago I learned that my blog was brought up during a business meeting. Apparently someone mentioned being overwhelmed by commitments, communication…
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Shells of Change We are merely shells until we are filled, Inner greed and self-obsession silently killed. We are merely shells until we are washed clean, Soothing painful scars and hurts unseen. We are merely shells until we are shining in the sun, The moment two hands stretch to become one. We are merely shells until we are held upon…
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What I am about to tell you may surprise you. It is not something I like to advertise about myself. In fact, very few people know this about me. I have a problem, but I have managed to hide it well. Yet, in order to share this story, I must divulge this little known personal fact and allow you to…
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I didn’t want my four-year-old daughter to be thrust into the agonizing side of reality, not this soon. I knew this day would come, as it has for all of us, but I wanted to shield her from the pain of loss, the finality of death, and the worry of the unknown for just a bit longer. But there are…
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The week before Easter, I had a proposal for the good people of The Hands Free Revolution. I asked that we ban together and collectively recognize those who are underappreciated and often forgotten. And our targets were the faithful trash collectors and mail carriers that diligently serve us in rain, shine, sleet, and snow every single day. I asked that…
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