A Special Woman and Connie Is Her Name



I met a special woman and Connie is her name

Never seen her in person just a picture on the computer screen.

She has a light within her a strength that carries her each day.

We met through the computer as writing is our passion to share our words with woman of the world

I did not know this woman had lost her children that reside in Heaven now. We connected on the computer my words she asked me to share.

Connie started a foundation DreamStrong to help young woman achieve their future dreams.

She carries the courage unsurmountable  grace and love inside to share her words with the many that have carried similar pain within their hearts.

As I think about the many people I have met in this life. Connie is that special person that came into my life.

When I have a cross that to me seems heavy think of the strength and courage that Connie has carried in her life. Thankful I met this special woman and Connie is her name!

Written in dedication to Connie Gorrel  founder of DREAMSTRONG Foundation



What Happened To Hope In Palliative Care

I see my sister struggle with the cancer she fights to spend more time here. Working with seniors the many years I did counting the many that I was with until the end. It seems the healthcare system has failed over the years with less staff to care for patients when there end of life is near. The focus seems to be on medication and not a listening ear. Not a word of hope was my sister given when her time was spent in palliative care. It breaks my heart that hope is not given on a daily everyday. What happened to the empathy and time to hold a hand to the patient that needs the support. Palliative care should be a place of life moments of choice until the end. It saddens me when I'm told the nurses don't want to listen and they do not have the time. Hope and time should be given in palliative care as each person's life should be valued until their chosen end. I do hope in the future changes are on the way for better care for seniors and hope in palliative care. 


The Shadow In The Room




There is a shadow in the room

One for all to see!

Nobody talks about the shadow

That everbody see's!

The shadow is the  family member, friend, loved one that suffers from a mental illness

Each person involved keeps it a secret  the shadow grows as the years pass by! The shadow casts on that person's mind creating unhappiness and turmoil that continues with time.

All have experienced the torment the mental illness has brought

The outbursts of anger the shadow carries in the person' mind. Mental illness is something that needs to be talked about .

The shadow contributes to   the many issues of unhappiness it carries with it for all to endure. All that suffer from mental illness need help to get rid of the shadow that consumes their minds. Hope of recovery so once again their minds are filled with sunshine in place of the shadows of darkness that was once there. Mental illness is nothing to be hidden like a shadow in the room. Help is out there for the shadows of darkness to be replaced with angel rays of sunshine. If you know someone that suffers from mental illness talk about!


The Empty Chair

With Christmas fast approaching I think of the empty chair. The chair that holds the memories of the loved one that once sat there. Christmas is a time for families many families struggle at this time of year. Many remember fond memories of Christmas times from the past. The laughter and the moments that were made special at this time of year! To all that have lost so many in their families our loved one's still sit on the empty chair. They sit in the chair though we cannot see their smiling faces that we can no longer see. Instead a light in everyone's heart they put deep inside us all to remember the love they hold inside. Along with the many Christmas memories they shared with us in the past. So hang an ornament on the tree for the loved one that you have lost. I like to believe they are part of the Heaven's choir at this time of year. This year celebrate the love you once shared with the person that once sat on the now empty chair.



The Color Purple



It was a night like all the rest. The man she loved returned home again smelled of cigarettes and stale beer. His swagger was tipsy as he walked through the door. His fist came quickly towards her face! The pain she felt then crashed to the floor! Once again another beating she took! This time she gathered strength from where she did not know. Pulled herself up slowly an leaned on a chair.Her husband like always staggered towards their bedroom door. She thought of the words he repeated  time and time again. That he was sorry and it would not happen again. Her face swollen turning purple  around her beautiful blue eyes. Fear of him she had lived within her heart for so long. The face in the mirror told her nothing could be worse.. Than being married to a man and this is the love he shows her. She decided even one more minute in the marriage was a minute to long! She packed a bag woke her children and left that very night. This woman decided she deserved more in this life. Love should not be in the color purple around a women's eyes. Bruises on her body that she continually hides. When a man loves a woman it is with kindness he gives! All women need to be treated with dignity and respect! Violence against women is not love! If this is your life gather strength! There are thousands of women that packed up their childen and walked out their doors. Go to a shelter do whatever you need to do. You are worth so much more! Life is not living when living llike this. Reach out there is help for you! Love you enough to walk away. Do not look back! I know you are afraid. You are a strong woman after all you have lived through. Be alone with your children you will be okay. It will be a better life  then wondering  when the next blackened eye will occur.Having your head banged off the kitchen floor. Walk away help others to do the same. Violence towards women is not love!   Written in dedication of the women warriors that had the courage to walk away from the color purple.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Written by Debbie Quigley author of Winds of Time and Wind Whispers





The Time Has Come

The time has come My new found friend Time to return to the city where it all began Purchase of a property so many years ago on the lake Working turning it into a place of beauty and design! The memories it holds as the years have passed You will always carry with you! Now is the time to be with your family and friends Leaving the solitude the lake house holds! Bright city lights now are calling your name!!It's time for you to sing again my elegant friend! Marie you are a warrior of elegance and grace . The city lights have called you home again!! It's time for you to sing again!       Dedicated to Marie                                                                                                       




Natural Laws

Natural Laws puts one in harmony with life, so take heed and understand life really never does anything to you, but if you break the law it will be unnatural and it will certainly seem like it does.

Natural Laws are in place that put one in harmony with life and they’re also in place to offer protection against certain behavior. These laws when adhered to within their boundaries, allow for life to be lived to the fullest, but the mind has to be opened and free flowing for the adherence to these laws to take place. There are also man made laws that align to these natural laws, but many of them are broken which blocks the natural laws from being as beneficial as they could be. The more one adheres to selfish behaviors, the less chance there is to be in harmony with the natural laws. When things are used and abused to satisfy self, this blocks life from being natural. The animal realm adheres to natural laws and because of this there’s perfect balance. Unfortunately the human conditioning relies to much on the intellect and not enough on what naturally occurs.

Life will mostly be lived in one of two ways, acting in ways that allows alignment to our natural laws or not. A quiet mind can see this to a degree and slowly stops doing the things that block the natural laws from being adhered to. As long as one is alive, life will be lived, but in what way determines one’s actions and consequences. Go thirty five mph in a twenty five mph zone and regardless if you get a speeding ticket or not, you will be out of harmony with the law in place. So take heed and understand life really never does anything to you, but if you break the law it will be unnatural and it will certainly seem like it does.



Addiction: The Disease Fallacy

Wanting to change the way that you feel goes on in just about every moment of everyday in people’s lives. The things used are only addressed in the way they affect one’s life.

I know main stream society says addiction is a disease, but it isn’t contagious, so how is wanting to use something to change the way that you feel a disease? Everyone does this, it’s just that different things are used. Being addicted to using an assortment of things, the gym, programs, food, money, power, sports teams, work, the spiritual path, and so on is no different than being addicted to alcohol, drugs, sex, or gambling. The consequences may be different, but the bondage is the same. Years ago 1935 to be exact, a man who used alcohol for most of his life to change the way that he felt, stopped drinking for six months. Once he took alcohol into his system, it set off an allergy that caused a reaction which couldn’t be controlled, much like someone who is allergic to peanuts. One day he went to Akron, Ohio on a business deal which didn’t go his way. Because he didn’t like how this made him feel, he wanted to go back to using his pacifier of alcohol to change this. He initially stopped drinking alcohol by creating the distraction of helping others, so this is what he reverted to. Now there’s nothing wrong in helping others, but if you don’t understand why you need to change the way that you feel, you will keep needing to reach for a pacifier, in this case helping others. This means you will always need the suffering of others to appease yourself. And this is a disease in what way?

Grow up, that’s what I say. Stop needing a crutch to live life and face what arises as it arises and stop reaching for a pacifier to change the way that you feel. Feelings aren’t factual, they become real to the individual in the way they’re used to create a story. Change the story, change the feeling, but this will only distract you from the truth that all you’re doing is reaching for something to change the way that you feel. When the story that addiction is a disease is truly investigated, it will be seen only as a story. There’s nothing factual in wanting to change the way that you feel, except that there’s a created story of needing to reach for something and saying this is a disease. It may fit nicely into the story of main stream society, but there’s no actual truth to it because it’s only a story being used because life isn’t the way that you want it.


Hearing What Life is Saying

If things aren’t done that put you in cooperation with life, it will be impossible to hear what life has to say. For this to change it’s imperative to learn about one’s own mind which will go a long way in allowing one to hear what life is saying.

Just observe how the mind justifies all that it does. It has never been trained to be still so it creates most of our problems just so it has something to do. It says to do something and turns around and questions why it was done. It should be treated as a separate entity as if it’s one’s enemy, because upon further review it will be seen that it is, but it’s not the mind that’s truly the enemy, it’s the way it has been conditioned, that’s the true enemy.

This conditioning blocks the true nature of the mind from arising. It’s only conditioned to be this way because of all the surrounding influences, but it is we ourselves (unconsciously) who put these habitual mind patterns in place. Learning about one’s own mind is a way to undo what we ourselves have done. This learning of one’s mind is not about the great secrets of the Universe becoming known, it’s more so about getting an understanding of why the things that are done don’t put one in cooperation to hear what life has to say. When this is understood, why one responds to things a certain things will be known, after all if one doesn’t do the things in their life that allow cooperation with it, one will never hear what life has to say.



Understanding Change

Don’t hold onto anything and apply a label to it as being the way it has to be, because regardless of what it is it will change and if you don’t accept that, the ability to truly live your life will not happen.

Everything changes, that’s a given. I know a lot of people likes to focus on being the light and love, but those things arise naturally when there’s an understanding of the nature of change. The more one investigates how life works, the more it will be lived in the reality of what is instead of a made up story. If you are alive today you will experience aging, sickness, and death, your own and those you love. There’s no getting around this, and although these are mostly pushed away by people and not given much thought, they are a spring board to freedom from the bondage they have on you. Just think about it, if these things were faced to the the point where there wasn’t fear attachment associated with them, one would be totally free to be with life as it is without any story whatsoever being needed. The problem with the way these things are taught to deal with, is the exact opposite of how they need to be dealt with so they don’t take away one iota of living energy. Bondage to a story is a self created prison.

There was a man who I once worked with years ago that would tell me he had one fear which was dying from cancer. We’ll unfortunately that’s exactly what happened to him, but not only did he die from cancer, it consumed him while he was living and took away his ability to truly live while he was alive. That’s the true effect of being in bondage to something, it takes away the ability to truly live. It’s not the actually thing that does this, it’s the story created that blocks the ability to truly be free. The main thing here is to not hold onto anything and apply a label to it as being the way it has to be, because I can guarantee you this, regardless of what it is it will change and if you don’t accept that, the ability to truly live life will not happen.