Journal of Sacred Work

Caregivers have superpowers! Radical Loving Care illuminates the divine truth that caregiving is not just a job. It is Sacred Work.

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  • As we near the end of International Women's month, I came across this collage that I made in my little art journal some time ago. These are just a few of the women who have inspired me or touched my life in a memorable way for their courage and for the unique ways in which…

  • When Fairies Gather Together When fairies dance together It’s such a lovely sight, Collectively they twinkle As one large orb of light! If you’ve ever heard a tinkling sound like chimes or little bells ‘Tis the fairies laughing as they cast their little spell. For when Fairies gather together The Magic-it begins, ‘Tis time for…

  • Made this short video early spring for caregivers who may not live in the south or who may live here but may not have noticed. Here is a gift to bring you peace.

  • “The single most important thing a leader does is to take care of the people who take care of people-to serve those who serve.”  -Erie Chapman One way to support caregivers is to build connection through relationships. Erie modeled this understanding through by working alongside caregivers. Practice-like anything worthwhile requires intention and effort. Just as a…

  • A little bird, with plumage brown,       Beside my window flutters down,       A moment chirps its little strain,       Ten taps upon my window-pane,       And chirps again, and hops along,      To call my notice to its song;      But I work on, nor heed its lay,      Till, in neglect, it flies away.    …

  • Each of us has unique God given Gifts including our abilities, skills, temperaments, and attributes! One has the ability to create and balance a budget; another can chat happily with strangers; and a third can cook up a truly tasty meal! and another can speak to groups and sell them on a new idea! In…

  • On Wings of Forgiveness As summer breathes her warm airI feel winter's cold cutting deepTime's busy hands slow all motionI sit amidst wonderingsSadness washes through meIn waves that ebb and flow on sighs releaseI move to gather feelings into a bouquet of normalcyOnly to find myself motionless once more Gentle breeze awakensStrands of golden hair…

  •   I have come to realize that a mother lode of strength lies waiting in all of us, unmined gold yearning to gleam in the sunlight. ~Former Trappist George Fowler      Found Poem: One Boy Told Me, Naomi Shihab Nye I hope you enjoy this poem exploring the imagination of a child.  Shared by…

  •   When the world feels hopeless and heartless,take a moment to look around.There are beautiful humans everywhere,often hiding in plain sight in cabs,on buses, in cafes, on trains, in libraries,on park benches, in laundromats, on subways.They may not be rich or well-educated.They may be broken and hurting themselves.They may not have much to offerin terms…

  • For a long time, I wondered why I felt like bowing when people showed their appreciation for the work that I’ve been privileged to do. What I’ve come to understand is that we who bow are probably — whether we know it or not — acknowledging the presence of the eternal: we’re bowing to the…