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Navigating Challenges: Dancing in the Rain

"All is well. Everything is working out for my highest good. Out of this situation only good will come. I am safe." -Louise Hay

Dear Ones,

Like many of us these days, I have been thrown into the deep end of the pool.

Thankfully, I am no stranger to challenges, and I'm a pretty good swimmer.

But still.

Without warning, I was shocked to be over my head in emergencies and suffering, in hospitals and rehabs.

Life preservers flew off the deck from heroic nurses, compassionate CNA’s, skilled physical therapists, sweet family and friends.

It’s been quite an adventure and I wanted to share it, and a few soul lessons, with you.


Six weeks ago, my 90-year-old mother, who we know in the book as Tiny Guru for her diminutive stature and wise heart, was peacefully folding laundry when she fell backwards for an unknown reason.

She hit the floor hard, breaking six bones plus sustaining a whopping concussion. She lives alone in what she calls her “monastery” but was able to summon the strength to call 911.

I met her at the hospital and so started our new, unexpected journey.

After a few days she was transferred to a rehab hospital, and because of COVID regulations, I was not able to see her for 14 days.

I advocated from afar, calling her nurses several times a shift, dropping off supplies and loving reminders of home.

When I saw her two weeks later she had gone from 108 pounds to 93. Yes, Tiny was much tinier.

She was not eating and was diagnosed with a raging urinary tract infection. During a second hospital stay, she pulled me close and said through mind-bending pain, “Mary, I am so sick. I don’t think I’m coming out of this one.”


Somewhere in the fog of those sickest days, Tiny said something else that spoke right to my soul:

“I have made peace with my suffering because I know it is for something greater than I am.”

Wow, Tiny.

It reminded me of when my friend Maria’s mom was suffering deeply, days away from passing.

Maria said, “Mom, I wish I could take this away from you.”

To which her mom replied, “Then what would I have to offer God?”

So, what Tiny was understanding, and what Maria’s mom clearly knew, was that her suffering was not in vain.

It had something important to teach her, or it was an offering to another soul, or to God, or to the world, or to some sort of transformation of the soul.

She knew that our rock-bottom, knees-on-the-cold-hard-tile moments, are for something.

They have meaning.

They matter.

They are important beyond our understanding.

Even if we don’t get to know the “why” just yet.

It’s a matter of spirit.


So many of us are suffering now.

We are grieving the loss of our beloveds, we are battling illness, we are endangered by fires and floods, we are disoriented by the loss of jobs, livelihoods and normalcy.

We are living with heightened anxiety, stress and division.

This is our earthly condition.

And then there is our spiritual condition.

When we prioritize our soul nourishment, we look at life from a higher perspective.

We see the world through "sacred eyes" as Tiny would say.

We use simple tools and spiritual practices that awaken our spirits.

We remember our oneness.

We endeavor to be kind.

We practice gratitude.

We stay in the moment.

We search for the beauty and the joy.

We look to nature for healing peace.

We ask for Divine guidance.

We learn to still our thoughts and generate the calm within.

And all these practices are vitally important because when we bring our spiritual perspective into our earthly condition - we find our wholeness, our grace, our alleluia.

We have the strength to get through the hard mome