Tag Archive | Inspiration

Road Trip! Destination …

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Mississippi Headwaters!  

Becky, Me & Pam

We 3 crazy fun friends, took the day to celebrate the Autumn Exquinox and headed to Itasca State Park.  Wow, it was a fabulous day, filled with fun side-stops, laughter and  treats.

Of course, we splashed (I started it), and walked across our beautiful Mississippi River …

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We spent some time in the woods, replenishing our Spirits, and took moments away … in our own directions for quiet reflection.

One of my favorite poems kept echoing in my heart as we wandered through the forest.  You can join me … it’s best when you go slow … very, very slow …. pause and breathe …

Trees … by Joyce Kilmer.

I think that I shall never see, a poem as lovely as a tree.

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A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

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A tree that looks at God all day, and lifts her leafy arms to pray;

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A tree that may in summer wear, a nest of robins in her hair;

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Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.

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Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.

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It was a fantastic day, indeed!  Nothing like being swooped up in Mother Nature to see and feel the miracles our earth holds for us.  What a gift to all of us.

Thanks for joining me on the journey.

My Encouragement to You:  Take some time to get your feet in the grass, the pine needles, feel the sand stick between your toes – the stones that will give you a great reflexology treatment!  Lean against a tree.  Pause and see all the beautiful leaves, each floating in the breeze, waiting to be discovered by an appreciative eye – their gift to you.  Embrace single moments and breathe with a grateful heart.

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

I am an Energy Worker in Brainerd, Minnesota.  Cultivating Quiet Healing From Within Since 1990.

www.debendres.blog

The Healing Power of Touch

 

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Most of us have been fortunate to be on the receiving end of kind, supportive, loving touch.  Perhaps a childhood memory of a kiss or a hug after falling down and getting hurt.  Or the shoulder touched in giving support, or a warm hug of understanding, maybe a squeeze on the knee.  Your hand, held.

No words needed.

It was perhaps, the briefest of moments.

Compassion.  Love.  Presence.

Receiving support.  Not  needing to understand or explain.

In that moment … you softened, your heart slowed down, maybe you were able to take some deep, needed breaths.

You were seen.

You were not alone.

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Touch is healing.

We feel the energy from someone’s touch.  It can be powerful, as much as it can be gentle.  They are giving.  We are receiving.

It’s vulnerable to receive.

It’s a gift we give ourselves.  Allowing ourselves time to soak up some kindness offered,  some compassion given.  That loving touch accepts us, our authentic selves, no matter how messy, scared, snotty, angry or hurt we are.

It helps us heal.

Pure and simple.

Kind.  Compassionate.  Loving.  Touch …

Heals.

My encouragement to you:  At one time or another, you will be on the giving – or receiving end of healing touch.  Simply be present in the moment, either way.  I believe it’s the connection of Spirit that brings us together.  To support, accept, to strengthen and to breathe in the blessings given in the moment.

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

I am an Energy Worker in Brainerd, Minnesota.  For nearly 30 years, I have had the honor of being present with clients and their healing experiences through healing touch.

https://debendres.blog/services/

Choosing Our Path …

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Lake Superior Driftwood Inspiration … Which Path to Take?

DEB Art – Dream. Embrace. Believe.

Many of us have a special place that is healing for us.  Renews us.  Welcomes us.  Accepts us just as we are.  The shores of Lake Superior is ‘that place’, for me.  This piece of driftwood called to me, as I was reflecting on life.  I picked it up and brought it home.

The driftwood looks like a road to me – Life clear sailing – straight ahead … until there comes a Y.  Now I have to choose.  Life is full of choices.  Some choices are black and white, clear as day.  Others are fuzzy, spider-leggy – going out in every direction.  Living life – we choose.  The thing of it is … any choice … it’ll be ok.  Mistake?  Lesson learned.  Make a new choice.  Thank goodness for options, hm?  Not choosing, is also a choice, which took a while for me to understand … I get it now.

Author, Mike Dooley, has a great analogy.  He talks about a GPS System we put our outcome on life into – our destination choice.

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(My friend, Cindy, referred to GPS as God-Powered-System – love it!).  Once it’s entered, we trust the GPS to get us ‘there’.  Sometimes, there are detours, unexpected stops, open-flying freeways – you get the idea.  We simply trust, the GPS will ultimately get us there … despite worries, despite unforeseen happenings, despite overthinking something to the Nth Degree … we get there.  Wisdom teaches us … worry doesn’t help … nor does overthinking.  That GPS – God-Powered System – has our back.

I loved how the driftwood Y’d out … and came back to center.  I put a clear crystal in copper (connection) with a feather = Spirit/God.  The beads and shells are choices and experiences along the way.  One took a little bit longer, meandering and experiencing life, but all came from the center.

My encouragement to you: Trust.  Make choices as best you can.  There will be mistakes.  There will be lessons learned.  You will become more wise with each lesson you experience.  Life isn’t always a open-flying freeway – enjoy it when it is.  Breathe through the detours.  Trust (again).  Take time-out to enjoy a place that fills you up and restores you.  Don’t forget to ask for help when you need it … and be grateful for the blessings that unfold.

How’s your journey going?

Thank you for joining me on mine!

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Summer Solstice Joy Within a Women’s Circle

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I am fortunate to host 3 Women’s Circles throughout the month.  We gather to share friendships, wisdom, vulnerability, stories, healing energy, faith and Love.  We are incredible, strong, nurturing women, weaving our stories together … and realizing Spirit/God … the Thread of Life … makes us One.

Summer Solstice happened to land on this particular Friday Morning Circle!  I love the healing energy meditation with drumming can be, and and so I invited everyone to bring their drums and we would use them to welcome in Summer Solstice.  (I had gifted my drum to a dear friend a while back, and while I’m waiting for ‘just the right one to cross my path’, Soul-Sister, Cynthia, shares one of hers with me.)  This particular Circle, happens to be women who do a variety Energy Healing modalities.  We spend focused time in meditation along with healing work for each other, in addition to friends who have requested healing energy … and our planet … environment … political world … it’s an incredible group of women!

Summer Solstice welcomes in a new season.   One of patience.  We’ve thawed, gotten rid of old stuff and planted seeds.  Seeds of hope, strength, kindness, wisdom, self-love.  It takes patience for seeds to grow.  They/we need to be nurtured with love, sun, water, moon-light (sleep) … and the gift of time.  Through the summer we WILL grow.  Life will provide all kinds of adventures and lessons.  We will grow more into who we are.  It’s easier to play when daylight stretches and warmth encourages us to be outside and enjoy nature … We get stronger.  We feel stronger.  We breathe deeper.  We see Life around us.  We, ourselves are a part of Life in this summer season.  Body. Mind. Spirit.  Let’s enjoy this ebb and flow of summer … with patience and growth.

And so …

We drummed.   

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Welcoming Summer Solstice. 

We felt the heart beat and the faithfulness of this beautiful summer season … wrapped in our Circle of Love.

Pure joy!

Thank you for joining me on the journey.  Please like and share!

Blessings and Love,

Namaste

Debbie

#NaniboujouLadies2019 … The Story Continues … Day 2

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We made it!  No more dreaming.  This is real! 

Enjoying our first meal … award winning menu … so many choices … 

After unpacking and checking out the beach, we were hungry and headed to The Lodge.  The Lodge boasts Minnesota’s largest native rock fireplace, a 200 ton work of art which stands in the 30 by 80 foot dining room.  Do you see the walls and ceiling?  It is brilliantly decorated in designs of the Cree Indian and has never been repainted.

Naniboujou is Cree for ‘the god of the outdoors’.  Back in the 1920’s, Naniboujou was created as an ultra-exclusive private club, boasting charter members Babe Ruth, Jack Dempsey and Ring Lardner.  A membership of 1000 was originally sought, but when the black market crashed on “Black Tuesday”, the club began to fail.  We had heard, the hopes included boats loading from Chicago with Naniboujou Lodge as the ultimate destination.  Tim and Nancy Ramey are the owners and hosts … grateful their guests ‘return seeking a quiet, peaceful, and natural environment. They come to gather their senses and to replenish both body and spirit in a place called Naniboujou.’

After dinner, we went to the beach, until the cool weather sent us inside to the solarium.  Then our senses told us we needed sleep!  The rooms are cozy.  We all slept well and went together for a marvelous breakfast (yes, food delightfully prepared by someone else will continue to be a recurring theme)!  Becky, Leslie and AnnMarie headed into Grand Marais to explore.  (We had stopped at their Food Co-Op before arriving – what a great Co-Op – we highly recommend!)  Pam and I wanted our time out on the beach, as close to Lake Superior as we could be.  The 3 Ladies headed out, to return for Tea at 3!

Pam spent her time on one end of the beach … I was on the other.  Every now and again, we’d connect, but mostly enjoyed our quiet, reflective, meditative time.  #onthebeach  #withlakesuperior  I marveled at her creations.  Here are a couple:

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I spent my afternoon, evening and part of the next morning, contemplating on life, giving thanks … and using an awesome 8 foot log … and a beach filled with stones (I focused on the white ones) to create an alter of sorts.  I ended up with this.  When I found the big heart stone, I knew I was finished and placed it in front of the log.  More details are on a recent Instagram post here.

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Photo by Leslie

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Photo by Becky

While in Grand Marais, Becky couldn’t resist the sun and warm stone beckoning her.  Once again, allowing the gift of Mother Earth to fill her up!

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Tea Time was at 3pm.  We dressed up and decided to enjoy it in the solarium.  Oh my, it was prepared with table cloth and lace, dainty dishes and gold silverware.  The sandwiches, biscuit and cookies were a tasty delight!

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Pam, Me, Becky ~ AnnMarie and Leslie (The Hat Ladies!)

We spent the rest of the day, hanging out.  Some took naps.  Some read.  Some played on the beach.  Some painted.

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Leslie enjoyed her time with a butterfly!

She didn’t divulge that conversation!

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AnnMarie painting.

Photo by Leslie

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Pam and AnnMarie on the deck.  We had beautiful weather!

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That evening, we had a campfire!  It was a special time.  Heidi joined us for a bit, then Matthew and Greg spent the rest of the evening with us.  Fire blazing, Lake Superior’s gentle waves, along with the moon and stars … made for a night to light our hearts for a long time.

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Pam was our great fire-starter.

Photo by AnnMarie

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Photo by Becky

Then we headed in for our last sleep at Naniboujou Lodge. (For this trip!)

With moonlight shining on our pillows and the gentle waves singing us to sleep.

Next Up: Our last day – Coming Home – Re-entering the Real World … Ooftah!

Thank you for joining me/us on the journey.  We’re glad you’re here.

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This Chair Has Stories To Tell … #1

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A Nurturing Chair

Filled with compassion, healing energy and Love.

I am an Energy Worker.

Holding a space for people to …

be vulnerable …

be real …

be their calm/holding it together selves …

be their messy-life selves …

be their stressed-out-to-the-max selves …

be their sad and scared selves …

be their angry selves …

be … exactly who they are.

No judgement here.

This chair holds sadness, fear, hopes and dreams.  It is a pathway to self-worth, self-care and self-love.  It opens a door to understanding, forgiveness and healing … and hope.

#1 – A husband has died in the mid-night hours.  His wife called to see if I had anytime later the following morning to see her, after the funeral-home details were dealt with.  Coming in, would fill her up enough to deal with the days ahead.  She came in.  Trying to hold it all together.  Be strong.  Afraid to feel too deeply, or she’d never stop crying, the dam would burst.  She didn’t want people to see her ‘not in control’.

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The dam needed to burst.  It did.  A torrent of emotions poured out of her …

sadness …

anger …

fear …

so darn vulnerable …

heart-break.

After the emotional flow released … she was able to ebb one minute at a time.  Breathing and getting through the days and weeks ahead.

She asked, and gave herself permission to receive  in the following weeks and months …

Healing touch.

Compassion.

Love.

She did not have to walk this walk alone.

This chair, holds each person sacred.  I hold them in Light and Love.

The story continues …

Thank you for joining me on the journey!  Share with others if this resonates with you.

Namaste

Debbie

Details on my Energy Work Here.

 

My Brother Died … He’s saying ‘Hello’! Thanks to Johnny Cash

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Me, in the middle of two of my 5 brothers. 

Patrick is on the left … Rick is on the right (He died last week).

Right now, things are still pretty emotional.  My brother, Rick has died.  There are so many layers to this … I’m not getting into it all right now.  And it’s ok.  Ask me questions, if you like … death is a topic we usually don’t ‘go there’ on … until it is blanketing us with reality and truth.  I’d appreciate your thoughts  …  how do you ‘do’ death?

Death is the circle of Life as we know it … here.  On earth.

There’s a whole n’other realm of Life, that we have yet to experience … when we cross over and die.  If you’ve been following my blog, you’re familiar with my first experience of ‘quiet knowing’, when my sister, Anna died.  And then my Mom and Dad … I haven’t even gotten into sharing about Tim, my second brother, who passed 2 years ago.  Because, emotionally, it’s hard to bring things back up to the surface … even when there’s peace.  Those emotions are still felt.  It’s because of Love.  It’s because we.are.connected.  Here – on earth AND on the ‘Other Side’. (Whatever you want to call it).

Last weekend, the weekend after Rick died, Fambly from the Minneapolis/St. Paul metro area, circled together for a ‘Debbie Sleepover’ in my little cottage house, up north.  We’re mighty good at this circling together thing, for which I am so grateful for.  We decided we were going to celebrate Rick = Celebrate LIFE.  In part of our conversations, I brought up the question of how Rick was going to connect with us … what was his sign going to be? I think some of my Fambly think I’m a bit goofy with this sign stuff, but I really believe in what Anna, the folks and Tim have given in their ways to say ‘Hello’.

So … we’re out listening to the band, Montana Moon at Dennis Drummond Wine Company and they play a Johnny Cash song, Folsum Prison Blues.  My brother, Patrick and I look at each other, smile, and say, ‘RICK’!!!  He played drums and harmonica’s with his band, The Gull Dam Jammers, back in the day.  After a bit, we left to spend time at Roundhouse Brewery.  It’s a favorite stop for my metro Fambly.  A band was playing way beyond their time … the last song they played … Flosum Prison Blues!!  We all cheered, ‘RICK’!!!  (The same song, within 45 minutes, from 2 entirely different bands, in 2 different venues!)  A few days later, my son and his family are moving back to the area.  Without knowing the story … My grandson is wearing a Tee-Shirt … A Johnny Cash Tee-Shirt …. (I can’t help it, I’m smiling!) …

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… and my Sister-in-law, text me today … when she walked into work … they were playing Johnny Cash …

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So … Thanks, Rick … we hear you loud and clear …

And Johnny Cash … THANK YOU!!  What a way you’ve brought us together … and made our Fambly smile!