The Power in the Paradox of it All
In the past five weeks, my father died and my son got married. I had the blessing to sit by Papa's side with my mom and sisters for 10 days as he made his transition at the age of 91. As he was laid to rest, I was awake to both my deep grief at losing him and profound gratitude that I felt complete with my dad, that I was able to tell and show both my parents how much I love them and how deeply I appreciate who they are. I knew my dad loved me beyond words. Each passing day I become more aware of how his love continues to be actively present in my life, how his spirit is still guiding and protecting the people he loves. I am more aware than ever of the spiritual power available in the liminal spaces, the spaces between.









