Saturday, July 30, 2022


 I had surgery yesterday to replace the baclofen pump with a new one. It was more intensive than I thought. I have a two week recovery. I may blog, but I may not comment as much. Thank you for your support

Friday, July 29, 2022


 Thank you friends for your wisdom and support. Thank you for your love. I would ask for your prayers today and in the next few days. Thank you. God Bless. Regine

Thursday, July 28, 2022

Trust and obey

 Lord, you see my tears, my anxiety. You say lay it down. I will guard you, love you and make it right. Stop trying. Just believe. Trust me. I’m not going anywhere. Release. Breathe and know I’m where you are. 

Wednesday, July 27, 2022


 What is on your mind today?  Your heart?  Your soul?

I’m just having to breathe in. Release. Pray. And let it all go. 

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

Sunday, July 24, 2022



For the view

Out my window 

The breath I take 


To be made


Saturday, July 23, 2022

Friday, July 22, 2022

Praise and Prayer

 I will Praise

And have faith

That all my desires

Will become reality

Bless all the ones

I call my own

And guard their 

Hearts and minds

In Christ Jesus

Thursday, July 21, 2022

Truth teller

 Like the mountain

Whistling the treetops

The lightning snapping

The branches

I’m seeing

That time

Is a truth teller

No matter

What humans 


Wednesday, July 20, 2022


 This weekend I went on more hikes than I have in a very long time. I learned some lessons. God’s world will make you feel small, and I didn’t mind it. I had to push through mental blocks and physical exhaustion. It’s been a long time since I’ve showered in sweat. When I completed these tests, I felt like I conquered the world. In a way I did. My body held and so did my spirit. No small feat. I had to take small steps. I was forced to stop thinking and just move. This weekend proved that I’m more than able. 

Tuesday, July 19, 2022


 I’ve been around my niece and nephews for a bit which means this space took a rest, but what didn’t is what these humans teach me. Whether it’s to sing show tunes at the top of my lungs, or get in the floor and retrieve toys so many times, it is a humbling experience. I’m exhausted, but forever changed by little hands and sweet voices. I do lose my mind and yell sometimes. Then I’m reminded of how many times God gives me what I need to give them:  grace. It all starts there. A few days in the mountains gave me something I forgot I had:  preserverance.  

Friday, July 15, 2022


Rise and shine

Give God the Glory

I’m smiling

Taking in

The scenery

Tuesday, July 12, 2022


 Release the expectation

Set yourself free

To breathe

It’s not the perfect 

I treasure 

It’s the

Insanity of life

That brings

A tear

And a joy

I can’t explain



Bring healing 

To this weary being

How are you today?

Monday, July 11, 2022

Honesty, honestly

 I’m staring at a screen waiting to be filled with something masterful. As I hit each key, I realize this. Writing is about the absence of perfection. It’s the raw and unfiltered. The one without polish. It’s about returning to roots. The deep ones that hold pain and promise. It’s letting you see a soul as calloused as my toes. It’s about learning from anything or anyone that crosses the path. It’s about showing weakness so that strength may become a necessary antidote. I have become stubborn, and not in a good way. It’s about learning from a six year old, not arguing about nonsense. I’ve loved Philippians 4:13, but I haven’t let it make roots. I can recite it, but do I believe it. Honesty, the policy, I haven’t honored in a long time. 


 Yesterday my niece was over, and it never ceases to amazes me the wisdom of children. Playing tic tac toe, she says “you can’t keep doing the same thing if you want to win”. I didn’t even realize it. Her words stuck with me. How often in life do I do the same things just to not lose. At six and a half, my niece gave me advice I will keep forever. I want to remember that you can be taught by anyone at anytime. Who knew a rainy summer Sunday is when I would receive such gifts. Thank you Lord for the children who remind me of life lessons we adults seem to forget. 

What have children taught you?

Sunday, July 10, 2022

Friday, July 8, 2022

Get to know me

 I love collecting seashells

I have a sweet tooth

I love to shop

Buying books is my weakness

Traveling soothes my soul

Tell me something about you

Thursday, July 7, 2022


 Wins for today

A new day

A juicy peach

A word search

My soul is breathing easier today. I am grateful. 

Share yours?

Wednesday, July 6, 2022




I learn to retain

The heart

Soul and mind

To align 

To where harmony sings

And the world

Utters its pure delight 

Tuesday, July 5, 2022

North Carolina

 The window of the soul

Is the mountain peaks 

The ocean waves

The skunks

The birds


And every joy

That comes

My way

Like an aperol spritz


 Have the spirit of a child

The imagination

The wonder

That’s on my heart today

I’m having to let go

Of everything

I once held dear

Look out the window

Put down the phone

Grateful for no cell service

In remote parts

Tell me about your gratitude

Monday, July 4, 2022


 In my deep exhales, as I erase the fears creeping up, I remember the promise. The promise that says every day I am here. I don’t make myself known. I’m in the shadows. I’m watching and waiting to see when and where I fit. I fill your cup as needed. I’m on the unsteady, choppy waters.  I’m in the waiting room. I’m in the food you eat, the water you drink. I’m in the trips you take and the decisions you make. 

In the world

I May be dismayed

But with You

At the helm

I’m restored

For with faith

Earth bows

Down to its Maker

Happy 4th

 Enjoy the day

In such a way

That a smile

Is a mile wide

And joy radiates

Upward and forevermore

Sunday, July 3, 2022


 Cuddles on the couch

With the pooch 

As I sip my 

Delicious brew

And a tomato

Sandwich awaits

Me later

Saturday, July 2, 2022


 Favorite inspirational quotes?

Favorite words of wisdom from friends or family?

Share with me

Friday, July 1, 2022


One week has passed since the vacation of dreams and here are my thoughts on reality one week later. God is allowing me to be uncomfortable to fulfill His needs for me. The ferry ride to Martha’s reminds me of life. I needed to refocus. I couldn’t look at the waves soaking up chop.  I couldn’t look at my feelings of discomfort as the boat rocked. I needed to focus on the Rock that sustains. It was as I did this that I could enjoy watching the waves white cap and roar with a ferocious fervor. God gets my attention when and where He wants it. 


 Soft sand

Drink in hand

Birds chirping

Dogs running

And all I do

Is enjoy

My seat


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