Although I have many unanswered questions, I understand that I carry with me remnants of a past need for survival.
Author Archives: thesoulwhispersblog
Sunshine Blogger Nominee
A notification that brightens a dreary October day. A click that took me to Pastern Corner Blog. A field of sunflowers and in the centre, a logo shaped like the sun reading “Sunshine Blogger Award.” A quick read and scroll down to 11 Nominees. A grin curling my lips upward with joy. I quietly sayContinue reading “Sunshine Blogger Nominee”
Gentle Hands
Some things in life deserve special focus – to be held gently in hands and cherished in heart. “Gentle Hands” a simple but important life lesson from my nephew.
Five Years
When I started my blog five years ago a fellow blogger and friend gave me valuable advice. He said, “Remember that blogging is a community of writers. You need to participate in the conversations.” It was helpful advice that didn’t come naturally. At the time I was struggling to find my voice and have theContinue reading “Five Years”
Poppy Red Sofa
Conjuring up enough mental fortitude to recall a happy place where I am at peace and I am loved.
Open To Surprise
In an attempt to make sense of the past, I find I am interrupting the process by having very narrow assumptions. I’ve wanted a quick resolve to my troubles, much like removing a cast from a broken arm after a few short weeks of healing. Sadly, this has not been the case. It’s been aContinue reading “Open To Surprise”
Sweet Spring
Today my senses expand as I turn the corner onto my street. With no blooms in sight I smell the sweet aroma of Spring flowers in the air. The sleepy grey morning sky is swept with the brilliance of yellow daffodils, lavender-blue muscari and pink tulips. Like the creamy aroma of strong espresso waking meContinue reading “Sweet Spring”
The Space Between
My neighbourhood has not been the same since the pandemic. Not too long ago, a quick wave from a car window on our way to and from work was all we had time for. Nowadays cars remain in the driveways, and we sport comfy joggers and uncut hair or home haircuts instead. A more relaxedContinue reading “The Space Between”
There Is More To It
Dinner was served on hand-me-down plates from my late grandparents. Our everyday dinnerware was loaded into the dishwasher, hence the need for the ‘fancier’ plates. It worked out nicely since we were having a fancier meal: strip loin steak, baked potatoes and grilled asparagus. Whenever I plate food or pour a drink into their antiqueContinue reading “There Is More To It”
Success
When I was younger I thought success was an onward and upward journey mapped out by culturally embedded markers: high-school, post secondary education, a career, love and marriage followed by children. If I followed this map, I would know that I had arrived. Reality hit hard when I missed some of these predetermined markers byContinue reading “Success”