Something Sweet Is Happening

Something sweet is happening.

You’re writing me texts and emails saying the dearest things about 100 WORDS: SMALL SERVINGS OF WHIMSY AND WISDOM TO CALM THE MIND AND NOURISH THE HEART.

What I love about what you’re saying is that the words move you in some way — they speak to you, they matter. Because you took to heart the message from “As Above, So Below” you’re now “spilling shakers of light over stray concerns of the day.”

You mention how the little black sandals on page seventeen make you smile and give you hope for getting through a monumental change. Or that you appreciate the conciseness and brevity of each piece, or how a photograph took you by the hand into a poem.

One person said the last two lines of “On Love” became her mantra one day when she needed it most. “Love breathes you, moves you. It’s what built your heart.”

One person let me know she kept 100 WORDS on her nightstand to read a small sampling each night because, as she put it, “These are poems to be savored.” She appreciated the small bites.

One of my editor’s favorite poems is “How To Realize Your Beauty.” She tucked 100 WORDS into her traveling bag and read it aloud to a couple of groups she belongs to, and the sharing was well-received. The poem even prompted a discussion with her son. My daughter especially loved “Pearls in the Morning,” a poem about creativity.

My mother (who is 92) called me shortly after receiving her copy. She was smiling over the phone and said with a lilt in her voice, “I read your book last night. I noticed there’s a mention of a 92-year-old.”

I said, “Yes, Mom, I wanted to let you know I’m always thinking of you.”

What a sweet moment with my mother!

This week, a woman sent a text from the waiting room of her doctor’s office. She was reading (and crying about) “No Longer Here,” one hundred words about golf and love. The poem reminded her of her father, who passed years ago. He was a golfer, too, and she was missing the aspects of their relationship she loved most.

Another reader sent an evening email and I happened to see it as I was pulling back the heavenly comforter on my (heavenly) bed. She wrote, “I got my books. Read three pages. Found myself breathless. Just sitting here feeling thankful for the gift of you. And my books.”

I doubt if there’s anything more wonderful for a writer to hear than “your writing left me breathless.”

From your responses it appears that the words are swimming into the warmth of your hearts and resting there. I love that. I’m so thankful for that.

Thank you for your ongoing feedback. Thank you for reaching out to tell me what 100 WORDS means to you.

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100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom

The happy rumors are true.

My first book, “100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart” is out in soft cover. I’m happy with how it turned out and would love to introduce the two of you!

“100 Words” is a collection of poetry paired with beautiful photography, each poem one hundred words long. Subjects range from relationships, creativity, grief, nature, change and love.

You can get copies from me personally — in person of course if you live in the Asheville area. I can also mail copies anywhere — write me an email at incareofrelationships@gmail.com and provide your address. You can pay by PayPal. The books are $20 each or $18 each for two or more copies. Shipping is $3 by media mail. (Check with me for shipping costs for large orders.)

You can order copies on Amazon. Here’s the link. $21.77 plus tax and postage (unless you have Prime).

What people are saying:

“I received the book a few days ago and I am enjoying the 100 word morsels deeply. They are not only delightful but go straight to the heart. I sometimes find myself laughing and moved to tears all within one 100-word piece. This is absolutely a book to be read and savored.” — Amy Mandel

“I have read and loved everyone of these hundred word poems. Terri has a way of capturing the most profound and deep parts of ourselves and life in a way that makes me smile and gain a lighter perspective. I have opened every email and blog she has sent me for the past 20 years because I know it will touch my heart and give me a feeling of connection, hope and joy.” –Delia

Wherever you decide to purchase the book, please consider adding your positive review to those already on Amazon. Reviews help.

I’ll be scheduling author events this coming month and will let you know about those.

Thank you for your support! Let me know how you enjoy 100 Words!

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Recipe for Holiday Peace.

Recipe for Holiday Peace

Ingredients:

  • 1 large bunch of cold, dry, dark weather.
  • 1 large bunch of spring-like weather.
  • 1 small bunch of Jingle Bells.
  • A touch of anticipation.

Pour both kinds of weather into a large bowl. Add jingle bells and anticipation and mix well. The result will be confusing, but proceed with confidence.

Mix in:

  • 10 cups of busy. Any variety will do.
  • A few leaves of tradition.
  • 1 dusting each of longing for times past and wishing for a brighter, happier now.
  • A dash of Hope, a heaping tablespoon of Faith, and several large spoonfuls of Love.

Stir well and let flavors mingle.

Add all at once:

  • Five drops of scent of pine.
  • A few drops of loneliness… due to those who will not be at your table this year for one reason or another.
  • 1 heaping cup each of red, green, blue, silver and gold.
  • 2 overflowing cups of effervescence.
  • 3 cups of glitteriest-glitter. Throw it everywhere, and whatever makes it into the bowl, good for you.
  • 1 collection of interesting relatives and friends around a large table — eating, drinking and discussing the state of the world (or not).
  • Three small pinches of obligation. What you’re expected to do, should do, always do, thought you should do, agreed to do, must do, planned to do, don’t want to do, were asked to do.
  • A toss of fantasy, perhaps the one about escaping to a quiet villa with a handsome, kind chef/real estate magnate/comedian/wise man for three months on short notice.

Mix well over a nearby hearth fire. Then stop everything. Let the mixture rest while you pour a glass of sparkly. Put your feet up. By the fire. Go ahead, drink your sparkly. Feel warm and appreciative. Fantasize about the chef/quiet villa idea.

When you’re good and ready, add:

  • Prayers. Your kind. For what’s important to you.
  • Heavenly sleep. As often as possible, yield to the desire to crawl under the covers.
  • These wise words from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: “…the best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”
  • Singing. Any kind. Any time. Any place. If you get too worried, if you get lost, if you get broken, The Wood Brothers can help you.

And last but not least. With gusto and reverence add:

  • A generous splash of Mother Nature while gushing about her beauty.
  • Five scoops of your strength.
  • Seven scoops of your flexibility.
  • Ten scoops of your wisdom.
  • Your boundless love.

Stir well, add any available candles and poinsettias — and don’t forget the mistletoe! Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

May All Good Angels be with you this Holiday season!

P.S.  My book of poetry, “100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish The Heart” will be ready soon (in time for Holiday gift-giving) and I’ll let you know the moment it’s available.

Over the Holidays, I’ll be editing my second book about Relationships to be published early next year.

My blog will be back in January! In the meantime, Ho, Ho, Ho!

 

 

 

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Disappearing Acts.

DISAPPEARING ACTS

These days, moments seem wispy

around the edges. Time sways.

Something’s gone from where it was

and I’m pretty sure I didn’t move it.

 

Of course, one cannot be sure.

There are no cameras.

No witnesses, really, no mice in the corner

shaking their little gray heads.

 

No flutter of butterflies, either, is moving

thoughts or things in moments when attention

floats, when the fluff of life rolls gently

across the empty prairie.

 

So tell me.

 

Where did the directions go? The printer ink?

The glass of water that only moments ago

was in my hand? And how did my office door

swing open in the silence just now all by itself?

 

Surely there’s an explanation for such movement.

Parallel realities? Teleportation gone rogue?

An invasion of invisible alien crickets

sneaking about, rearranging the flowers?

 

Or could it be that in absent moments

we’re swathed in the silk of sweet nothings

from angels or muses, or skinny-dipping

in wisdom on the other side.

 

Do these out of body moments play

with time and attention to elevate us,

bring knowledge within  — up — to soothe the soul,

give wings to worn out worries?  

 

Does the runaway thought, the lost spoon,

the sudden inspiration suggest a spiritual touchdown?

Or is it a reprieve?

A welcome pillow for the far-flung  mind?

 

In timeouts, are we exploring faraway places,

visiting distant shores

luxuriating in the soothing sunshine

of Universal love?

 

Yes, I’m sure that’s it.

 

 

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12 Reasons Mary Loves Ted That Will Cause You To Smile

I met and spent time with actor Ted Danson on several occasions in the early 80’s, before he landed the role of Sam Malone on Cheers (the first episode aired September 30, 1982).

At the time I knew him, he was married to his first wife. My husband and I spent a few days with Ted and family along the coast of California on a quiet getaway retreat. It was a lovely, luxurious weekend.

Because I enjoyed him so much, I’ve made it a point to keep track of him here and there over the years. Time passed and Ted and his first wife got divorced. In 1993, Ted Danson and Mary Steenburgen met on the set of the movie Pontiac Moon and married two years later.

One thing I deeply appreciate about true love between two people is that their love extends far beyond their connection with each other. Their love trickles out. Inspires. Gives hope. Is a living, breathing example of unfolding love that grows over the years.

For a little proof, I predict that Mary’s love for Ted will affect you. It will probably cause you to think about the people you love and why you love them.

Her love for Ted is clear and deeply delightful. She doesn’t keep it to herself. She expresses it.

Because of this, her love message will no doubt send a positive wave through you. Her love will affect how you walk into your day.

What a good thing.

Hopefully, Mary’s list of reasons for loving Ted will cause happy accidents of awareness far and wide, including that we might notice more love in our life today — where is it? For us, where does love live?

How does love grow with you, around you, through you?

With that, here’s what Mary said about Ted (from the November 19 issue of People Magazine, p. 153).

TWELVE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT TED

  1. I love what a deep thinker he is.
  2. He smells delicious.
  3. I love his profound kindness.
  4. He is the perfect combination of a wise old soul and a teenage idiot.
  5. He makes me laugh hard every day of my life.
  6. He has spent 20 years raising awareness about the world’s oceans. I love how he has stuck with it and the incredible tangible things that he has caused to happen that most people will never know.
  7. I love the strong jawbone.
  8. I’m proud of what a great actor he is and the joy people experience in working with him.
  9. I love how much he loves our family.
  10. I love that he unfailingly and enthusiastically celebrates every miracle of our life, large and small. The man doesn’t have a jaded bone in his body.
  11. I love that he is a feminist.
  12. I miss him when he leaves the room. I would literally sign up for 100 more lifetimes with him.

WHAT DOES TED SAY ABOUT MARY?

When asked to share his secret to a happy marriage Ted says, “I’m married to Mary Steenburgen.”

(Awww…. )

Enjoy your Thanksgiving week! Celebrate love everywhere!

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