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January 06, 2015


Elaine Stoub

The importance of making the most of each moment and holding close those who are most close to my heart....
I love these words....I want to hold them close to my heart, " from hearts broken open by compassion."
Brought my heart back to "the little woman in yellow"

Thanks Tracy you just have a way.......

Jan Proett

Tracy, I love this. When I think of you, I think of a woman who already has 'home' woven so deeply into her heart, so just imagine what will come this year! I am so sorry to hear about your mom. Mercy for you all as you wait, and are far away.


HOME home... is in Texas!

Dave Mascorro

I've appreciated your encouragement lately to live present in my community. Your post continues to be God's gentle invitation for me to be ME, to wake up to what He is up to now, with my family, my friends, my work, to not hide my presence behind those same old, tired, protective tendencies. Thanks for being YOU! As always, inspiring.


Thanks Elaine....I remember that story about the woman in yellow and how you noticed her. You are a blessing friend.


Jan...you know so well the ache of distance when your heart desires to be with the ones you love on a moments notice. I too am hopeful for what this year holds!


Russ,,,,,yes, for my heart Texas most certainly holds the space of home!


Dave....my friend, what may unfold for you this year as you bring yourself to those around you in new ways, I can't wait to see! Love to you always.


This resonates in my heart as true. And hard.
I talked to your dad Monday...strange how we are interconnected.


I love where we are interconnected my friend!


Love this, love your choice to be present rather than driven, with goals and resolutions. Home feels like the perfect word!


Thanks Janet, me too. Made for a very relaxed New Years Eve with friends!!

Valerie Avery

"possibility and meaning,... clarity in the midst of confusion,... an anchoring place for me to swim back to when the water of life starts to feel deep"....

Tracy, the words are fresh and new for the year and already being offered to you as a place for your heart to "be" as you hold concerns about your mother's health and the distance that keeps you unable to care in ways that you might like. I imagine the waters feel a bit deep.

Gratitude that God has given you this word and this place that you have for you and so often offer to others.....Home.

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