Blessings Abound

Home.  I find this to be a beautiful word, don’t you?  It conjures up such feelings of comfort. What makes a house a home?  Certainly these two words differ.  A house has four walls and rooms between them.  But a home has heart in it.  It could be just a humble place to rest your…

Over the past several years I have come to believe that things happen for a reason.  I also believe there are messages all around us if we will open our eyes to them.  In ancient times, people believed messages were to be found in their encounters with the natural world. Shamans and intuitives from cultures…

In this new house which I am sharing with a roommate, I have two rooms to myself.  Each of them has one window.  They are perfectly fine rooms, but I am someone who craves light with a passion.  I like not only lots of windows, but views.  What’s the point of living in a place…

My last two days were busy with packing and moving.  Again.  For the second time in one month. But this time since I hadn’t actually unpacked much from the last move (I had been traveling,) it wasn’t quite as strenuous.  I was able to pack a little, then take a break, pack a little, then…

Do you sometimes find yourself really busy, waking up to an alarm, rushing through your morning routine, then steaming through your day at full throttle?  I imagine many of us operate this way.  It seems to be the norm in 21st century living. What compounds the problem is this: most of us don’t spend a…

This desert-dweller was blessed to have recently had two days at the shore, reveling in the sights, sounds, and smells of the sea.  I cannot imagine what it is like for those who have never experienced the ocean.  There is something so powerful in standing on the beach and gazing out at the horizon knowing…

For many years, I was a massage therapist, among other things.  For me, massage was never as much a clinical application as a prayer, a blessing, a sacrament.  My favorite massages were the ones in which I could pour out my love through my hands.  Kneading, caressing, stroking, holding, sometimes simply allowing my hands to…

About ten years ago I was blessed to be among several women invited to stay in a “cabin” in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania.  (Read: gorgeous two-story home with cathedral ceilings, several bedrooms, three bathrooms, and a wonderful deck overlooking a lake.) It was an exquisite weekend filled with luscious leisure time sunning, swimming in…

The last month has been a bit unstable.  My housing situation was up in the air (as written about in “Faith in the Face of Flux”) and then there were transportation issues.  I was to return to Colorado with a truck full of belongings today.  But four days ago that truck was sideswiped by someone…

I love sleeping with the window open and letting the sounds and scents of nature tantalize my sleepy morning self. The songbirds begin their chirping and singing long before the sun clears the horizon.  Their happy song is so full of joy.  And I hear a woodpecker.  I don’t know why I so love the…

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Cynthia Greb

Cynthia is a grateful, creative, spiritual, healer who has her hands in many interesting pots. She loves writing, art, and photography. She is a spiritually inclined person with an eclectic set of beliefs which serves her well in her role as an interfaith minister (a title she is still uncomfortable with.) She believes her purpose is to help heal this planet - at both the micro- and macrocosmic levels. Writing this blog is just one way she hopes to inspire people to live good, healthy, joyous, loving lives.

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