Ok friends...who out there has a dad ? (Whether they are here on the planet or not)?

Dec 8 was the anniversary of my Dad’s last breath on this earth. I'm not going to lie...this is a particularly difficult year for me. During the course of his struggle with prostate cancer he often mentioned that his goal was to be at my son Reilly's high school graduation. Well, this is the year.

I still feel my Dad's love and support. I often shed tears during meditation. Lately gratitude for our connection with our ancestors has really drawn my focus, feeling love and gratitude FOR our dads in particular BUT such a huge wave of gratitude coursed through me in the other direction in one of my recent sessions. I cried as I felt his gratitude for ME😥...ok truth, I’m crying now just typing this.

In the days before his passing I could feel him asking me to take care of my mom. Message received ❤️ I love you Dad.

During his life he told me many times that he felt like I was supposed to write a book. I'd respond "what would I write about?" Here I am now, does a blog count? I feel him lending me courage as tears stream down my face while I type. 

I have been scattering my thoughts across so many platforms not knowing who will resonate with my energy, hoping that my perspective helps elevate those who come in contact with  my content. It is my intention to more regularly share energy onto this blog. Thank YOU so much for coming along for the journey, full range Maria. Making myself vulnerable, recording my unfolding for ME to read later. Sometimes in workshops or when I'm recording the podcast I realize that the words I'm uttering are actually meant for me. Perhaps I am the intended soul that needs some elevation in a particular moment, perhaps these words on this screen are meant for me...but alas here they are for your heart as well.

My Dad, my Mom, my Brothers —thank you for helping me laugh even through the tough times. Thank you for laughing with me even when I’m a little out of left field.

My friends, both near and far...thank you for your private messages of encouragement,  for your love and support even while you read and send me love.

Covid-I can’t imagine what my dad would think right now. I feel for the many losing loved ones because of this horrific virus. Cherish every moment!

If you have a chance, tell your dad you love him today.

All my love, Maria

Good things and well, sometimes not so good things, travel down through the generations.

I'm missing my Dad but geez this photo reminds me of the excellent parenting skills of the 60's. Talk about starting second hand smoke early right? 

I chose NOT to be a smoker. That table I’m reaching for in this photo...I just realized I have it in my living room right now. 

It’s a choice what you want to nourish and hold on to. My dad chose to quit smoking years after this photo was taken. Sometimes we watch our elders learn and evolve during our lifetime and sometimes we don’t but we always have a choice how WE will behave.

The good choices you make today will make you stronger tomorrow.