by Sheila Graham Smith | Jun 16, 2026 | Meditation
Yesterday, I commented to my husband, “I can’t remember when my body didn’t hurt.” I never really gave my body a second thought except for the silly teenage-like angst of, “I’m too tall, I’m too big, I’m too...
by Sheila Graham Smith | May 12, 2026 | Meditation
Habitually, birds chatter more than usual the mornings before a front blows through. They intrinsically know that food will become temporarily scarce or more difficult to get to when wind and rain obstruct their food source. On such a morning this week, as I sat on...
by Sheila Graham Smith | Mar 6, 2026 | Meditation
I’m angry. I feel abandoned. I’m sad. How can my dear, dear friend have died so suddenly this week? Weren’t we just laughing and talking a few minutes ago? I’m heart-broken. My homeland, Lebanon, is being torn to shreds. The blindness, the...
by Sheila Graham Smith | Mar 2, 2026 | Gardening Tips, Meditation
With the heartless slaughtering of innocents, ransacking of homes, destruction of livelihoods, and raping of life-giving lands, I find myself trying to heal the tiny, one quarter of an acre piece of dirt under my care. My garden has already earned the certified...
by Sheila Graham Smith | Feb 17, 2026 | Meditation
I miss my mind, body, and creative self. I lost them on a journey this past year. “How,” you ask? My kind, attentive, life-affirming rheumatolotist retired the previous January. We had slipped into gray-haired senior citizenship together. He was diminutive...
by Sheila Graham Smith | Jan 26, 2026 | Meditation
In the hush of any morning, while the humans in my household are still dreaming, my fur babies and I settle into the corner chair of the study and greet the morning with a cup of jasmine green tea. Today, it just so happens that the garden is resting under a blanket...
