My mother loved this song Black Velvet by Alanah Myles https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=l_7HTXkyTwQ
Last Fall, as I was driving into work I was thinking of my mom and then her song came on. When the ending of Black Velvet came on the radio, it was fused-staticky mixing with another station. Although it was not very clear and smooth, I smiled. I still hear you Mom.
Today the same song came on while I work from home. It’s clear. Smooth. Perfect timing as I hear the raspy voice of Alanah Myles. My mother had a raspy voice, too. Signs are everywhere when you pay attention. I still hear you Mom.
When we lose the ones we love, the pain stays for forever but what do you do with the pain that you feel?
Think about that.
Breathe on that.
Inhale and exhale.
A former family member of a former student taught me (without realizing that she was teaching me) to:
Smell the flowers.
Blowout the candles.
And, I’ll never forget it.
If we don’t take care of ourselves like how we care for others and our environment then who will?
No one takes care of ourselves the way we will. That kind of light emanates outward from within to the world.
Remember breath work, stretch work and sense work.
Love and light. Most of all, calm and peace in the moments.