I find myself sitting in discomfort, fidgeting, unable to make a decision. I don’t think I’m alone.

Holding our breath stops us at the top of a roller coaster. Holding our breath is like sitting down in a dirty diaper and setting up a tent.

Acceptance is important in this fluidity. I could be crying from a current news item and then notice a bright red cardinal on my deck.

Awareness of who we are varies as the colors in a rainbow. Awareness changes as we grow through life experience.

My awareness is a gift My intention is the rudder My breath is my fuel

My intention is to impart the power of our convictions based on fears. Our hearts and minds hold the power of an army to face these walls.

Years ago as a professional court reporter, I played with the idea of becoming a voice reporter, a person who speaks verbatim words while digitally transcrib...

I wrote this poem “Eyelids” back in 2000. Life is a journey. Wisdom reveals itself through our eyes, our hearts, our minds and our souls. I feel so different...

Choosy mothers choose jif Don’t let the door hit you on the way out Mind your manners Take a breath Random thoughts all mulling around I’m looking to pitch m...

While saying goodbye to my granddaughter yesterday She was lamenting with a pout How she was missing hugs and kisses

I recognize that there is a creative Power that is infinite and everywhere present

By Shirley Riga I find myself sitting at a table Arm wrestling for control knuckles white hands shaking with my opponent called time I harness my breath In m...

I watched the documentary Becoming last night Michelle Obama’s new book She inspires me Her drive to keep on going In spite of the push back she’s received E...

By Shirley Riga Becoming a mother changed my life For my children are my teachers I couldn’t treat my babies With disrespect and hardness For these innocent ...

by Shirley Riga I feel communities pushing Impatient for the normal holding denial in their hands looking toward familiar routine I want people to get it Act...

Gateways by Shirley Riga Silent meditation has become a source of comfort for me Space to just be Held in time like a safe boundary Where I explore nothingne...

As pilgrims on this journey, I believe we are walking through a great collective awakening. Let’s look at the evidence. Time has shifted. Awareness of life h...

I grew up believing I was how others defined me. I relied on invisibility and compliance to stay safe. I grew up feeling remorse and regret for my very exis...

Though a day late, I was moved to share this writing. We pray for earth’s renewal. We pray for continued growth, abundance and viable life on our planet. In ...

Our walk into spring is different from any other Expectations are masked Time is free to roam Gentleness and patience Tame our minutes Be kind to yourself. -...