June 28, 2015

June 9, 2015

Gemma the Pup

Gemma at 20 weeks
Gemma in March at 8 weeks
For those of you who don't follow me on Instagram or Facebook, you may not know that we have a new "baby" in our family. She's a pup named Gemma. She's the cutest Pomeranian-Pug I've ever laid eyes upon.

Gemma at 10 weeks

Gemma at 18 weeks
She's a feisty little mama who when not chewing her toys, is chewing my toes. But, I love her. We love her. She's been such a gift to us...

Her boy with her in her outside baby puppy pen
Getting sheltered from the rain by her boy

It took us two years to make the decision to bring another dog into our family. We're so glad we waited until the perfect little girl found her way to our hearts...

April 21, 2015

Quiet Transformation

There are times when you're unsure, when you're making decisions based upon intuition, cirmcumstance and your gut. These decisions are a leap of faith. The hope is that things work out for good. What can be frustrating is when you don't know why things are happening the way they are or why things don't seem to add up. Our instinctive need to know it all and control the outcome, kicks in.

What I know today is that God speaks to us in tiny whispers and it's up to us to heed to those whispers...

My words for 2015 are "Quiet" and "Transformation". I could not figure out why I felt the need to be quiet and then why metamorphosis / transformation kept coming to me...now I do. It all makes sense.

These past weeks have revealed to me the answers. I've been embraced by love, comfort, prayer and nourshing grace.

I'm anew, I've been quiet, I am transforming...

February 18, 2015

The Sting

The ocean is always a healing place for me.
To all of my peeps who are movie fans, I apologize because this post is not about the amazing movie starring Robert Redford and Paul Newman...

This post is about the feeling of heat that sears through me when I've been hurt by someone's insensitivity. Lately, it's been happening more frequently. It usually occurs when someone knowlingly or unknowlingly does or says something that hits me right in the heart. The burn is usually paralyzing and if I'm in the presence of that person, I quickly shrug it off. That is, at least in front of them.

The truth is I'm tough, I'm quite the warrior. But, I'm a softie too. It hurts when the sting comes. My husband says, I'm his "pure" one. What he's meaning is that I honestly get shocked by people's insensitivity. He doesn't get shocked by it. He may be tougher than me. I am so open that I let people in and then, "OUCH"!! Their need to meet their own needs, their carelessness causes harm.

What I'm learning is not that I need to shut people out, but that I do need to build up my resilience. This means that in some instances I need to put distance between myself and the other's stinging nature. Other ways are, "guarding my heart" by being sure in who I am and realizing that their stinging me is their "issue" not mine. Also, standing strong in my power and practicing that if they sting me twice, pull out the "Warrior Gerri" and call them on it.

Truth is, people are doing the best they can in any given moment. But, the other truth is I don't have to continue to allow them to hurt me.