
07/18/2025
My words flow more easily on the trail. I’m grateful I can clear my mind long enough to allow myself to form clear and meaningful thoughts.
I’m increasingly aware that the work of the heart isn’t about grand gestures. It’s the work behind closed doors, in the silence of death, in the eye to eye vulnerable conversations that spark a light of Hope.
It’s in the small acts of love, kindness, charity and sacred sanctuary.
I recognize I’m not anything more than a mortal woman. I don’t have a higher education in any professional field. My college degree was in Sociology so maybe that counts or helps me understand society and humanity. I’m not a priest or a priestess. I wasn’t trained professionally to be a good listener, researcher or therapist.
But I am a seeker of truth.
I am a student of life.
Love.
Loss.
And now…
I am working to embody the pure energy of love. And I actively work to do that every day. If I’m going to be a leader for WOHP, I have to walk my talk.
I have become humbled by my vocation over the last several months. This year has seen much loss in my life and the lives of friends and family. I am starting over with a fresh perspective about life and how the small acts of love make the biggest impact.
I’ll be honest. Gracie’s death has broken me apart. I miss her terribly and think about her from the moment I wake up until I go to sleep. I’m not sure how I feel about this? A little obsessive? Yes. Too consuming? Absolutely. But I think it’s how I’m working through the grief process.
I’m focusing a lot of time on Lee, too. Trying to keep her light going and shining.
Today, I’m remembering the good times I had with my dogs on this trail. Buddy and Gracie are walking along side us as ghosts or energy or who knows? I’m questioning a lot right now.
What I do hold onto is that the love that was created in me by my dogs is my anchor. Their unconditional love for me taught me how to love. My goal is to reflect the love they gave to me back into the world 💚
Thank you Buddy, Gracie and Lilo 💚