50 over 50 2022 Edition

I thought becoming 50 would be a monumental event in my life. I mean, c’mon, half of a century old?? But I did not experience any significant changes in my life upon my birthday.  Somewhere between 60 and 65 I saw and felt changes in the mirror,  that were disappointing, and in my energy levels, body shape and desires for more quiet and contemplation.

Don’t hide your true self. You’re beautiful exactly the way you are.   Love fully. Trust your instincts. Hug a little longer.  It’s okay to disappoint others.

I have a zest for life.  I would hope they would see compassion, wisdom, soft strength and a fun loving spirit. 

(I’m not so good at this so I asked my daughter. Here is her response: They would see the kindest and softest eyes Someone who has seen and experienced an incredible amount and has persevered and found so much beauty and greatness in all of it.  They would see a woman who raised 2 women who have fought to be half as courageous, strong, loving, generous, kind and driven as she.  They would see one of the most beautiful women who has every lived. )

I am of Irish ancestry. We are people who can laugh, love and work hard.  We all love to sing. Most of us would give you a kidney or the shirt off our backs and curse you the entire time. LOL

To find gratitude and peace through heartbreaking loss and disappointments. I consider myself to be the luckiest woman in the world despite the loss of my two favorite men  – my son and my brother.  And I wouldn’t change a thing. I’m grateful for every minute I shared with them both. The challenges? Sometimes to smile and say thank you.  And sometimes to see the gift.

Finding gratitude and strength through heartbreaking loss and disappointments. My ability to continue to be of service to others, to be a grounding healing force

for others. Seeing my patients grow and heal. Having daughters who are strong, beautiful women. All of my children have such magnificent hearts.

Chubby baby cheeks. The first snowfall of the season. Sitting by a fire. Spring bird songs. Hear my grandchildren call me granny. The love of my daughters. Every puppy that ever lived. Laughter. The dawn.  Thunder. 

I am a therapist, a shamanic energy healer and a white witch.  I love my chickens and collecting their eggs to give to others.