Beliefs

Words of Russell Clayton

NEW LIFE I am welcoming new life into my body, breathed into my soul by the very joy of my heavenly experience here on Earth. I will allow the events of this day to unfold for me and my greater purpose. Each moment that I am truly present,…

In The Looking Glass

As soon as I received the word “Reflection” for this issue, I heard The Supremes singing in my ear. The very next thought was associated with the Gospel Song, “When I Look Back Over My Life.” But for some reason, neither of these conceptual ideas fit this article….

We the Dreamers

We are the dreamers, the ones with souls as deep as oceans and with the reflections of stars in our upturned eyes. We’re the wistful, the hopeful, and the quiet ones, gazing off in the distance with that absent but knowing smile. With our heads in the clouds…

Shifting

Nothing. I had nothing for the topic/word this go round. See, I write from experience. I don’t project or suppose. Over the past couple of years of contributing to Garden Spices, I had a personal relationship with the topic. Either I had lived through or was currently living…

There Is a Divine Force Within You

There Is a Divine Force within you. Since the day you drew your first breath, He was there. From the time you took your first step, He has held you upright. Since the first time you realized how powerful you are, He was present. When you cried, He…

Arriving with Dignity

Miracles still happen.  God knows where we belong, who we all really are. How to arrive with Dignity. Coming forth from beyond an alcohol-induced haze, from the rubble of community dysfunction surrounding race, religion fraught with function and form, yet, often dim when compared to hope in the…

Now is Not Then

I picked up the phone and it was my favorite call on the line, a crying woman. She had just received a diagnosis with not too good of a prognosis. She was sitting in the car in the parking lot of the clinic. After the flood, I suggested…

Paying Respect to Survivors: A Journey Home

I was born and raised in Germany. As a child, we learned a lot about the horrors of the Holocaust in history class. It was hard to believe that this had happened in my country. I couldn’t even fathom how people could do such evil things to each…

Thank You Twenty-Sixteen

Thank you to the sun, for rising each morning without fail or applause. Thank you for every kiss that you laid upon my upturned face (your touch always did make me blush), and thank you for coaxing the flowers up from their cozy beds. Thank you for peeking…

Beginning…. Again

Recently I spent an extended period of time at Cancer Treatment Centers of America (CTCA) with a friend who is undergoing radiation treatment. Patients, caregivers, family members and friends develop a sense of community as they focus on eradication of tumors, promoting healing, and providing the best quality…