by Ethel Lee-Miller | Sep 1, 2020 | Writing
Cleaning up after a party: “Where did this come from?” Shrug. “Doesn’t belong me.” Those leftover things that don’t belong to you. Sometimes it’s a sweater. A cake plate. Eyeglasses. Or an umbrella or gloves – if you live in certain regions of the US. It’s...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jul 11, 2020 | Writing
Sheltering at Home My husband and I are still sheltering at home. Tragically the COVID numbers in Arizona are up. We wear masks and gloves out in public (when we have to go out) and keep a CDC home. We still have socially distanced driveway breakfasts/coffee time with...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jul 10, 2020 | Writing
I’ve been reading and following Jack Kornfield for over a decade now and keep coming back to two things. One: His claim of being born a twin to cope with loneliness (that was the personal hook that led me to search out more of his ideas). Mind the Puppy Two: The...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jul 9, 2020 | Writing
Let me hold the door for you. I may have never walked in your shoes, but I can see your soles are worn, your strength is torn under weight of a story I have never lived before. Let me hold the door for you. After all you’ve walked through, it’s the least I...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Jul 2, 2020 | Writing
The power of a word is there whether or not you are conscious of it. ~ Sonia Choquette It starts with me. Reading The Four Agreements together, my husband and I have committed to practicing them in our daily life. The First Agreement #1 is “Be impeccable with your...
