Monthly Archives: January 2017

Do Mistakes Really Exist?

“Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one’s mistakes.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

You may have to read this quotation a few times to fully understand it; I sure did.

Let me tell you about my three biggest mistakes: 1) I stayed in an abusive relationship for over four decades; 2) I moved to Hawaii; and 3) I worked too hard to try to keep a mentally-disturbed foster child in my home.

Now, I can’t tell you about my biggest mistakes without telling you about my greatest accomplishments: 1) After discarding my abusive relationship,  I discovered a scared, sweet child inside myself who needed a lot of coaxing from me to come out. I made for myself what many people take for granted: a safe home, surrounded by family and friends who love and respect me in the healthiest sense of those words.  2) My move to Hawaii ended up being my greatest unselfish act, as it allowed my husband and his grown son to reconnect and mend their broken relationship in the months before my husband unexpectedly died. 3) I wanted so badly for my foster daughter to become my adopted daughter that I took her to multiple medical and psychological professionals to figure out why she hadn’t settled into my home. Child Services didn’t want recorded that she had a serious attachment disorder, but because of me, they didn’t have a choice. Because of me, that little girl received the mental health services she needed. She didn’t stay in my home, but because of that mistake, I learned how important it was to provide immediate and gentle care to babies; and I needed that education to become a healthy mom for the babies I would later have.

What got me through all three of those mistakes was the knowledge that a greater power existed. There were times when I cried out in agony to the Creator. There were times when I felt completely abandoned by the Creator. But as I discovered the accomplishments, I could not deny the fingerprints of the Creator on my life.

Thank you, Creator of All, for providing great wisdom in great mistakes.

Namaste, Sheryl

Life Is Hard

“I can handle anything life throws at me.”

Not long ago, I came upon a quotation I can only now paraphrase. It said that this life is full of problems and struggles, and that acknowledging that fact can bring us peace.

How many times are we fed the nonsense that we must always feel good? Life has too many down moments. I have met some truly happy people, and none of them are without significant problems and events. They are happy, because they know that life brings them positive and negative moments, and it’s easier to feel peaceful during a tough situation when you know it’s  temporary and soon to be balanced out by easy times.

Accepting the pain and yes, agony, of tragic situations helps us to grieve our losses. Washing ourselves in authentic anguish brings to the surface our pain and causes us to release emotions which, if trapped inside, would otherwise incapacitate us.

In the welcoming of the agony of life’s losses, we can also welcome the new opportunities and blessings that come with them, too. And in those moments, we find joy in knowing we can handle anything life throws at us.

Namaste, Sheryl

It’s Never Too Late

In the world of the 1% — the world of material things we can touch, see, taste, feel and smell — deadlines abound. There are deadlines for filing taxes, for store coupons, for events, and so on.

In the spiritual world — the other 99% — there are no such deadlines. The dreams for our souls are not really tangible goals, as we would consider a goal for running a marathon. So, when you wish “to see the world,” “to become more compassionate,” or “to overcome an addiction or a lifelong struggle,” it’s never too late to work on those dreams.

When you choose to work on your soul, you start down a path of growth and enlightenment. There is no finish line. Rather, there are many forks in the road, and it’s the journey along the path that molds your character or feeds your soul.

It’s never too late.

Namaste, Sheryl