By Mary Sorrells Two days before I joined this meditation group, I wrote a self-diagnosis in my journal. I declared that I had...

Which direction do I go? What I have or what I lack? A choice every moment My body aches—I’m getting old or I’m grateful for my aging wisdom

My grounding for self-love is being in my heart, knowing that the Divine exists within me, and understanding that I don’t have to be perfect

I once dug myself into a hole so deep that I had no idea how I would get out. It became my secret. And my burden.

Some pain is so great that it's necessary to hold onto it to give it the significance it deserves. Anything short of that trivializes it.

Sunrise is a magical time. The birds know it. They stretch their wings, sing songs, celebrate. The earth says wake up there

I am made up of two minds. One lives in my human body, aware of my past and present. My other mind lives in my heart where the miracles are.

In my Silence, I feel my pain rise, discomfort grow, fear grip me. Sometimes I feel anger bump against my insides. Breath helps it dissipate

I felt numb staying home. Then I felt a sense of despair. It was as if many people in my life had died. Grief made me aware. So I adapted.

Today I focus on gratitude because it helps take the sting out of the pain. Finding the good takes effort and intention.

My silence is a gift. My mind is a gift. My heart is a gift. My human vessel is a gift. I am in charge of rising. I am in charge.

I've created an altar I sit in on a daily basis to listen, feel, write and deliver. These 300 days of meditation have been a journey for me.

Life gets really crusty when my fear turns into a wall and I go around in circles. I’ve witnessed before and remedy it by taking action.

Sometimes I say something that others don’t like. And they respond in negative ways. In the past, I would get defensive, call them names.

Whatever outcome, it all takes practice—practice to feel the ease of change; practice to find acceptance; practice to get used to new ideas

It’s been quite the time, the past 365 days. It takes commitment to look into my soul and remember integrity defines me, not fear.

When I’m a funk, I send out an SOS to my Higher Power for more understanding and comfort. Then I let go my request so I don't weigh it down.

Gratitude is grounding and focusing. It is another anchor in my life. I am learning to set aside the old and welcome in the new normal.

We can grumble for those not heeding the warnings about getting together. The bottom-line truth today is gratitude, an emotion of the heart

Dear friends are departing New ones are arriving not yet known, Brand new in their bright packages Life breathes in and out