65. On you, 60 was the new 40. I've never met someone that looked so much younger than they were, with such a beautiful, fun, youthful heart.
You made life fun. The adventures we shared in 2 short years were amazing.
San Diego, Cabo, Sacramento, Santa Cruz, Half Moon Bay, Tahoe, Galveston Island, Denver, Vale, Bolder, Dallas, Texoma, Nebraska. I am more than grateful we didn't waste a moment.
You never failed to make me laugh, sometimes so hard I cried, always so hard it hurt my sides.
Our adventures included my family, your family, friends. So many beautiful, fun memories.
I was blessed to know you, to be loved by you to enjoy life with you.
Today is your birthday, and you are celebrating it in heaven. I NEVER thought I'd write these words. You are missed, deeply. And those of us who are left behind... we celebrate your life, and our time with you.
Happy Birthday, babe.
Today I look at pictures, tell stories, cry tears of joy and pain, drink a shot of tequila, and...
Jackson Allen Moss
Beloved man, friend, trusted advisor.
“Trudy, do you believe in spirit animals?”
This was one of the first questions Jackson ever asked me. He also asked me to only call him Jackson, not Jack.
Quietly confident, not arrogant. Those are the words I used to describe him. He smiled when I told him that, and thanked me.
Jackson was a spiritual man, a talented artist, a deep thinker, a healer, and a pleaser. He wanted people to be safe and happy. He hated conflict and avoided it as much as he possibly could. He never met a stranger, he spoke to everyone we met and invited them to come out and play. He made connections and new friends easily but it took time for him to really let you in. Private by nature he kept to himself and enjoyed time alone to savor his “think time.”
Early in life, he enlisted in the military, the Army. He told me many stories about wanting to become a medic, he wanted to heal people, not hurt...
February. The one month a year that we all collectively turn our attention to love, whether we want to or not.
For some, cupid has been kind and we savor every delicious moment, the flowers, candy, gifts and valentines. For others, it is a time of sadness, memories of a lost love, loneliness, heartbreak or just a reminder that we are not a part of a couple.
If you fall into the latter category, I write this for you. Because really, the only ones enjoying this holiday month are the ones celebrating love. So, what if we could ALL celebrate love… All the Time?
I know, it sounds too good to be true. Easier said than done, right? Wrong. It begins with an honest look, and a deep understanding of what love really is. So, take heart friend (pun intended) things are about to get a whole lot better. I’m about to teach you about love, real love, not the manufactured, one month a year let’s shine a light on it...
Undeniably a strong emotion. But is that all?
We use the term "crazy in love" to justify all sorts of behavior, some not so good because the emotion is so strong.
But love is not just an emotion. Love is energy. Love is infinite. Love is one of the highest vibrations in the Universe. And that's not all.
Love is what we are made of. It is the energy from where we come and it is the energy to which we will return.
We are spiritual beings, having a human experience. Love made manifest.
Love is not just something to do or to get, it is something to be.
And once we see that, our lives will never be the same. Once we begin to live that, to show up and be love, well, that is a game-changer.
It took me 55 years to discover that love is my superpower.
For many years, I thought love was something I had to earn, to prove myself worthy of receiving. I did not know that it was my...
Perhaps you haven’t heard the story of the old man and the starfish, or, maybe you have but it’s been a while. Either way, I share it here now as a gentle reminder that sometimes one simple act can make all the difference.
When you are struggling with regards to your love life… in any capacity, a fight with your spouse, toxic cycles repeating, a recent breakup, the loneliness of being single, it can impact every single area of your life.
Sometimes, I feel a bit overwhelmed with my desire to share my knowledge of love with the world. How will I reach and help so many people? Really teach about love so that it may transform their relationships with love and truly make a difference? There are so many people suffering, it seems like a daunting task. Then... I remember the starfish, and I keep...
He's gone and you are at a loss. Here are some steps to heal your heart while time and space will help determine whether you want him back, or to let him go.
1. Give it time.
2. Be calm.
3. Be patient.
4. Trust - If you are the one, if the two of you are really meant to be, he will step in by stepping up, instead of stepping out. Period. He will do this on his own, without your prompting, pushing, pursuing or persuading.
5. If he does not step up - Let. Him. Go. You deserve to be with a man that really wants you, respects you, cares about you, cherishes you and protects you, both emotionally and physically. If he does not go the extra mile to protect your heart, then he doesn't deserve it.
6. Know it will hurt - It feels awful, unbelievable actually that the same man who waxed poetic, professed undying love and called you his forever has now gone cold. I could give a list of reasons why he may have...
My very first published article in elephant journal! I can't believe the outpouring of love and support from readers. I wanted to link it here to share it with you. Thank you, thank you for taking the time to read my work. It means the world to me!
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I honestly have no idea where to begin. Or how this will end. But I have the undeniable need to put words on paper. I do this with the hope that life will slowly untangle itself on the page.
With great love comes great risk. How many times can I take the leap of faith required to really trust another with my heart. My love is correct. I gave my heart to him with a very sincere hope that he would recognize it as a gift. Precious fragile and carefully mended together after much heartbreak.
To offer a previously broken heart takes tremendous courage.
Once your heart has shattered the idea of placing it into someone's hands is terrifying. Despite that, giving my heart to him was surprisingly easy. In fact, it felt like coming home, a recognition of sorts. He says I am different now. How could I not be? I don't intentionally try to be different, but somehow I am.
Imagine a vase dropped to the floor. It breaks into a few pieces so you carefully glue those pieces back together again,...
February is traditionally the "love" month. Let's make it the best "love" month you've ever had!
Join me for 12 days of Love, together, we will change the way you think about love...forever. Once you see this, you can't un-see it.
Let's re-write your love story.