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Moving Forward by Lucinda Sage-Midgorden

Moving Forward by Lucinda Sage-Midgorden


Welcome to Aging Abundantly’s Voices of Wisdom Series

Moving Forward
Barn owl at night by Kovács Anna Brigitta – Original watercolour

This series is about providing both the space and opportunity for women over fifty to tell their story and to share a bit of wisdom they gained in the process of living it.  If you would like to be a guest writer, please take a look at the Writer’s Guidelines and/or reach out to me via email.

Today’s guest, Lucinda Sage-Midgorden has been enthralled with the power of story since she was a child.  She grew up in a family who not only loved watching movies together but enjoyed discussing them. Another favorite family pastime was reading.

Lucinda’s interest in all things “story” led her to pursue first a B.A. and then an M.A. in theatre. She took those degrees and ran with them as a theatre artist, drama, and English teacher. In recent years, she has turned to writing her own stories. her first published book is a children’s story, Scottosaurus The Little Dinosaur originally written for  her six-year-old nephew Scott.  Her first full length novel, The Space Between Time, is to be published at the end of 2016.

You will find Lucinda’s weekly blog on her website Sage Woman Chronicles. She is also on Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads and She Writes.  Thank you Lucinda for sharing your story with us today.


by Lucinda Sage-Midgorden

Moving Forward“I’ve never seen any life transformation that didn’t begin with the person in question

finally getting tired of their own bullshit.”

Elizabeth Gilbert


Sometimes I get stuck in a rut but not for long. I don’t know if it’s in my DNA, the fact that we moved a lot, or just my personality but eventually there comes a time when I just grit my teeth and make a change. I do this because it is much more comfortable to change than to stay stuck. The process is still scary because it requires me to do things I’ve never done before. Yet, years of experience have taught me that moving forward is preferable to the alternative. Let me give you some examples.

When I graduated from high school, I decided to work for a while until I had a better idea of what I wanted to do with my life. The first year I joined a Peace Corps kind of group sponsored by my church. For a year I worked as a volunteer teacher’s aide at Martin Luther King Jr. Elementary school in Portland, Oregon and assisted at family and youth camps teaching classes, leading campfires and the like. I learned so much about myself that year, and gain confidence, something I was desperate to find. Teaching was a blast. I loved the children and the classroom atmosphere and that set me on a lifelong path of teaching in a variety of settings.

At the age of 22 I finally enrolled in the college sponsored by the church in which I grew up. On one hand it was a fantastic experience, on another traumatic because I became a religious studies major, the only woman in the program. That caused a stir and some students tried to convince me that I needed to change my major. I’m so grateful I didn’t.

My sophomore year I found theatre and in my mind studying religious thought and theatre went hand-in-hand. Eventually, I added theatre and speech as a second major. Later I received an M.A. in theatre arts from Portland State University. Both have helped me understand human desires, motivations, frustrations, and triumphs.

After college my husband and I  moved out west and became deeply involved in a congregation. However, after a few years it became clear to us that what the church wanted of us and what we wanted were two different things. Both of us felt drawn to ever deeper spiritual growth. It was a tough decision, but eventually we left organized religion all together. Doing that was the best decision of my life because now my spiritual journey doesn’t have to fit into a doctrinal box.

Still, I’ve made plenty of mistakes on my way to where I am now. I followed false paths thinking they were leading to my life’s purpose. Though it was difficult to admit I’d been mistaken, I’m not sorry I took any of them. I no longer believe life is meant to be easy.

“If you’re making mistakes it means you’re out there doing something.” ~ Neil Gaiman[tweetthis]“If you’re making mistakes it means you’re out there doing something.” ~ Neil Gaiman [/tweetthis]

When I was younger I felt like I was odd, a misfit, because we moved so much. All those people I met who had lived in one place all their lives I thought were lucky because they made lifelong friendships that sustained them through all of life’s ups and downs. I thought they knew their purpose and were completely happy. But as I grew, I discovered that wasn’t always the case.

Finally when I turned 30 and was still struggling with my identity and purpose in life, someone suggested I read The Road Less Traveled by M. Scott Peck. The first sentence is: “Life is difficult.” When I read that, it was as if a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I breathed a deep sigh of relief and knew that I could move forward making mistakes along the way and it would be alright.

And it has been, even during the darkest of times because all those twists and turns I took finally led me to becoming what I always wanted to be, but didn’t allow myself to pursue for all the usual reasons. Finally I’m proud to say, I’m a writer. In fact, I’m about to publish my first novel. It won’t be perfect, though I’ve worked extremely hard on it. But as Elizabeth Gilbert says in her book Big Magic “Done is better than good.” Finishing this novel and publishing it is so much better than having a file cabinet full of unpublished manuscripts because those thoughts and feelings on the pages might be just what someone else needs to help them put another piece into their life puzzle. Denying, or keeping our creativity hidden does nothing to change the world.

I don’t know if anyone will get anything of value out of my novel. That doesn’t matter because I’m already moving forward on the sequel and on a fantasy story, and my blog, and any other writing that attracts me. It seems to me that always moving forward no matter what happens is the true meaning of life.

Thanks for reading. Feel free to leave a comment or share with a friend.

Lucinda Sage-Midgorden © 2016


Harvest Wisdom by Joan Z Rough

A Dark Night Brings A New Dawn by Kathleen Pooler

The Value of Gratitude by Debbie Gies

HARVESTING WISDOM by Author Joan Rough

HARVESTING WISDOM by Author Joan Rough

I’m excited to introduce today’s Voices of Wisdom feature contributor Joan Z Rough.  I met Joan through her wonderful blog where she writes regularly about life and “harvesting wisdom”.  I was drawn to the honesty of her voice and our mutual struggle with PTSD. Her voice of wisdom is strong and growing stronger with each passing year. I can’t wait to read her memoir Scattering Ashes, A Memoir of Letting Go will be available September 20, 2016, already receiving great reviews.

Joan describes herself  as “a wife, mother, grandmother, writer, blogger, gardener, artist, healthy food nut, and someone who loves all creatures, especially dogs.” She’s addicted to books, good movies and most especially her grand-kids. There is so much more to Joan that what she does. I will let her tell you the rest of the story. 



by Joan Z Rough

Harvesting Wisdom

By three methods we may learn wisdom:

First, by reflection, which is noblest;

Second, by imitation, which is easiest;

and third by experience, which is the bitterest.”


Pearls of wisdom are things we harvest like grapes. We crush them into small bits, allow them to ferment, remove the waste products, and set the rest aside, allowing the resulting liquid to age. By the time we are elders, what we have is a rich, vintage wine, heady with notes of contemplation, emulation, and awareness.

We begin harvesting wisdom the moment we are born. We learn about the world from the way it tastes, smells, looks, and feels.  By the time we’re two or three years old the feel of a wet diaper may begin to annoy us. We follow our parent’s example, and begin to pee in a toilet. If we hold it for too long because we’re having fun playing with our favorite toys, we wet ourselves, and are then made fun of by friends and/or siblings. We suddenly understand that in order to keep from being humiliated, we need to pay attention to the messages our body sends us so that we don’t have to suffer from insults.

I’ll be seventy-four in November and have been harvesting wisdom all of my life. However, you’d never know it based on my behavior through the years. As a child, I was willful and stubborn, yet filled with fear and shame. As an adolescent I became a practiced liar, sneaking about, disobeying, and avoiding my parents as best I could. During most of my adulthood, I carried the scars and the dysfunction that both of my parents bequeathed me; a life built of shame, anger, hate, blame, fear, and victim-hood.

“I believed there was something terribly wrong with me.”

I’ve been unhappy for a good part of my life. Periods of sheer joy and happiness were often washed away by unfathomable depression and torrents of fear and anxiety. I didn’t know why. I believed there was something terribly wrong with me. That I was broken. Damaged goods. Undeserving of anything more than what I already had.

It all came to a head when I became my mother’s caregiver during her last seven years of life. Except for her last six months, she lived with my husband and me. Mom held tight to her fear and denial of death while I tried my best to make life as pleasant as I could for her. When memories of her mistreatment of me as a child began seeping out of the hiding places I had tucked them away in, I grew to hate her and found myself more depressed and anxious than ever. It wasn’t until after her death, that I realized that something had to change in order for me to be happy. If I didn’t I’d go to my grave a sorry soul, hauling my past with me, like a trunk of old clothes that no longer fit.

My goal was to remake myself into a whole and happy human being and to let go of old memories that had almost destroyed me. I took time to examine where I had been and what I had done with my life. I was diagnosed with PTSD, and began seeing a therapist, whose specialty was trauma. She helped me understand that I had been an abused child. That the belief that I had a normal upbringing was a fairy tale, and that I could be whole and happy if I chose to be.

“The more I wrote, the more things came to the surface.”

Harvesting WisdomAfter unending months of digging through the past and trying to find medication that might help me over the panic and overwhelming feelings I carried with me, I began writing out what I knew. The more I wrote, the more things came to the surface. They were things I had hidden from myself because they were painful. Taking an excruciating look back through the years, I saw myself being beaten by my father, while screaming for my mother to stop him. I finally understood the basis for my contempt for her. She never stopped him.

Along with the unearthing of the past, I found acceptance for who I am. I discovered the words and experiences that can trigger negative reactions in me. I began navigating through my days more easily, choosing between what made me feel good and what brought on my anxiety. I questioned my parent’s lives when they were younger, and uncovered the massive extent to which my mother had been abused by her mother. I already knew that my father suffered from PTSD due to his experiences during World War II. But it wasn’t until I myself was diagnosed with the same disorder that I found compassion for him, as well as for my mother.

Regrets followed. I wanted to go back and make it all better. But equipped with tools and knowledge my parents never had, I was better prepared to realize that they had done the best they could. Though I knew I couldn’t change the past and could never forget their mistreatment of me, I let go of my victim-hood. I found love, forgiveness and a deep understanding of them, myself, and the human spirit.

When people hear my story, some comment on what a hard life I’ve had. But I always let them know that though it was tough at times, without the adversity I’ve lived with, I’d never have found myself and the peace I live with now.

It isn’t through sitting in the sun and smelling the roses that one learns and gathers wisdom. It’s through hard knocks, the fermentation and aging processes that we learn how to change ourselves and the world we live in. 

Here’s to the good life, both yours and mine!

Harvesting Wisdom






SCATTERING ASHES, A Memoir of Letting Go
will be available wherever books are sold on September 20, 2016
and is now available for preorder on Amazon and Barnes & Noble



“A brave story, beautifully written in an authentic, raw voice that strikes a universal chord about mother-daughter relationships, breaking the cycle of childhood abuse, taking the responsibility for one’s own healing and finding forgiveness.” KATHLEEN POOLER, Author of Ever Faithful To His Lead: My Journey Away From Emotional Abuse

“In this well-wrought memoir, Joan Rough shows us the beauty of becoming the alchemist of one’s own life. What happens after she invites her elderly, narcissistic mother to move in to her home will often set your teeth on edge. The amazing ending, however, will leave you standing in awe at the power of love.” SHIRLEY HERSHEY SHOWALTER, author of Blush: A Mennonite Girl Meets a Glittering World


THE VALUE OF GRATITUDE – Voices of Wisdom Guest Post

THE VALUE OF GRATITUDE – Voices of Wisdom Guest Post

Voices of Wisdom
Canvas print “ Tawny Owl, Scotland | by: { Ronald Coulter } ”

Wisdom comes with the ability to be still. Just look and just listen. No more is needed. Being still, looking, and listening activates the non-conceptual intelligence within you. Let stillness direct your words and actions.


I’m so happy to introduce Debbie Gies, our first contributor to the The Voices of Wisdom Series.  Debbie, an author and prolific writer, captured my attention somewhere in cyberspace.  I  was drawn to her enthusiasm for life and read her book, Conflicted Hearts, a memoir in which her strength and courage is made visible and her zest for life contagious.

The Voices of Wisdom Series is an ongoing series featuring guest posts by women of wisdom. Each guest will share some piece of wisdom gleaned from their life challenges. Stay tuned. We have more captivating reads ahead!

Next week: Kathleen Pooler, author of Ever Faithful to His Lead: My Journey Away from Emotional Abuse will share how her “Dark Night of the Soul” drew her into a richer spiritual life.

If you would like to be a contributor to Voices of Wisdom Series, contact me via email DSander@AgingAbundantly.com or in a message via FB or Twitter (@AgingAbundantly).  WRITER’S GUIDELINES  

Thank you Debbie, for being a part of  Voices of Wisdom!

My Journey Through Mid-Life and What I Learned

By Debbie Gies

Have you ever been on a ride that was completely smooth – no bumps, no valleys, and no inclines? I can say with certainty that I haven’t, and naturally, my journey through mid-life was no exception.

When I was young, I thought I was invincible. My plans to battle age developed decades before I hit my mid-life years. My arsenal of age-fighters were nothing short of trying to maintain a healthy eating and exercise regime, and an ongoing supply of whatever beauty aids, creams, potions, and lotions I would read about, in efforts to preserve myself from aging.

But the truth is, aging is a natural process of life. And, it entails much more than just our physical attributes. As I transitioned into my middle years, many things changed. My perceptions and values changed, my evaluations on friendships changed, even my tolerances and gratitudes changed.

Time became more apparent; not all of these things happened simultaneously, but as the hands of time began pointing in the direction of fifty, I noticed several changes within myself.


Although the healthy measures I adapted to when I was younger were moderately paying off, staving off wrinkles as best I could, my attitude towards life in general had changed. I became a lot more aware of how quickly the days were passing, and how illness can change life in a flash. And I became concerned about the fact that I hadn’t accomplished anything that made me feel like I would be leaving my footprints behind when it came time for me to go to the next world. I felt time closing in on me.

I began spending a lot more time reading about spirituality. I was trying to regain a sense of faith and to stay focused on being positive, particularly in dark times when my imagination would get the best of me with worries and unpleasant dilemmas.


I became much more aware of the importance of gratitude; learning to be grateful for everything and everyone in my life, and for even the smallest  of victories and accomplishments – particularly for each subsequent birthday.

I grew to realize that when I didn’t want to go somewhere I felt uncomfortable, I didn’t have to go anymore, just to appease others. I re-evaluated friendships and found some were valuable, and some sucked the life out of me. I learned to walk away from the negative situations. I learned to say no to those who constantly took from me and had given nothing in return.


I mentioned birthdays because as I grew into my forties, the passing years began to scare me; fearing each birthday signaled the remaining years in my life were becoming less. I also learned how when people have a life-threatening health scare, the incident can become a wake-up call for our gratitude. I realized this after undergoing open-heart surgery to remove a tumor on one of my valves in my mid-forties. The experience reminded me again, about how short life really is, and had me questioning myself about what I’d done in life, and what I still wanted to accomplish if I was given the chance to live. I discovered a new appreciation for how valuable my time was, and I vowed to spend it being happy and positive.

My husband has a saying that began resonating with me profoundly, “You need to celebrate each birthday because it’s a reminder you’re on the right side of the green.” Prior to my surgery, I used to lament and complain about having another birthday and getting older. But I realized how right he was when I was suddenly faced with the thought that perhaps there would be no more birthdays. We should never shun our birthdays. We must celebrate them in gratitude for our life, for how far we’ve come, how much we’ve conquered in our life, and for how much we’re loved and appreciated by the people in our lives.

“Life is what we make of it.”

Life is what we make of it. Time is short, as I notice the days whipping by like a freight train. I hadn’t accomplished things I wanted to do, but learned abusethat as long as I was gifted with a tomorrow, I had to do things that made me happy.

I knew in my soul, I was born to write. I dabbled in it for decades without taking a serious approach to it. In my forties, it became a nagging desire. I needed to write books. I reviewed my life experiences, and realized I hadn’t settled down and focused on writing books because I was too busy socializing, and couldn’t discipline myself to write. As my late forties approached, gifted with my second chance in life, I felt compelled to follow my dream. I worked hard at staying focused on writing, while learning the self-publishing business. I began writing my first book. Now, I’m on my way to publishing my fifth book.

[tweetthis]It’s never too late to follow your dreams. [/tweetthis]

I now feel as though I’ve left some sort of contribution from my existence to the world. I’ve created footprints.

D.G. Kaye©2016

 “In the end, though, maybe we must all give up trying to pay back the people in this world who sustain our lives. In the end, maybe it’s wiser to surrender before the miraculous scope of human generosity and to just keep saying thank you, forever and sincerely, for as long as we have voices.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert

Voices of Wisdom


D.G. Kaye (Debbie Gies) is the author of Conflicted Hearts, Meno-What? A Memoir, Words We Carry, and Have Bags, Will Travel. She is a nonfiction writer of memoirs about life experiences, matters of the heart and women’s issues.


Please feel free to visit and follow Debbie: 

Website:   www.dgkayewriter.com

Amazon author page: www.amazon.com/author/dgkaye7

Goodreads page:  www.goodreads.com/dgkaye

Twitter:  www.twitter.com/pokercubster

Google:  www.google.com/+DebbyDGKayeGies

Linkedin:  www.linkedin.com/in/dgkaye7

Pinterest:  www.pinterest.com/dgkaye7

Instagram:  www.instagram.com/dgkaye

Facebook:  www.facebook.com/dgkaye


Check out her books and read first chapters:

Conflicted Hearts:                          www.smarturl.it/bookconflictedhearts

Words We Carry:                            www.smarturl.it/bookwordswecarry

MenoWhat? A Memoir:                 www.smarturl.it/bookMenowhatAMemoir

Have Bags, Will Travel                    www.smarturl.it/bookHaveBags



“Voices of Wisdom Series” – Coming Soon!

“Voices of Wisdom Series” – Coming Soon!

Voices of WisdomThe VOICES OF WISDOM SERIES will begin August 3rd!

I’m so excited! Things are falling into place for the Voices of Wisdom Series. I’m thrilled to have so many wise and courageous women offer to share a bit of their story with us here. I know we will all gain insight, perspective and inspiration from them. I can’t wait to get started!

If the stars hanging over my world stay in alignment, the series will begin next Wednesday, August 3rd. Each subsequent Wednesday we will hear from another wise woman. Occasionally, I will post a book review of a memoir written by a woman over fifty or a book that I found helpful in my own journey through midlife and beyond.

Let me introduce you to the first two women we will hear from:

Debby GiesVoices of Wisdom, author of Conflicted Hearts, A Daughter’s Quest for Solace from Emotional Guilt

Debby is a nonfiction writer who loves to write in memoir. She loves to write about life, matters of the heart and women’s issues — a woman after my own heart! Debby’s childhood challenges helped her to develop an inner strength and a zest for life. Her fighting spirit served her well until a health crises in her mid-forties turned things upside down. She shares what she has learned since then in our first post next week.

Voices of WisdomKathy Pooler, author of Ever Faithful to His Lead: My Journey Away from Emotional Abuse

Kathy Pooler is an author and a retired Family Nurse Practitioner.  She has also navigated her way through domestic abuse, divorce, single parenting, an alcoholic son, cancer and heart failure. She has amazing courage and strength and we have much to learn from her journey and her writings. Kathy’s post will appear on August 10th.



I hope you’ll join in the fun! I’ve enjoyed meeting every one of the women who will be joining this series so far. I hope to meet many more wise women in the process.

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Shape-Shifters & Magical Reinventors – Voices of Wisdom

Shape-Shifters & Magical Reinventors – Voices of Wisdom


Voices of Wisdom in a Chaotic World


Who would deduce the dragonfly from the larva, the iris from the bud, the lawyer from the infant? …We are all shape-shifters and magical reinventors. Life is really a plural noun, a caravan of selves.” – Diane Ackerman


voices of wisdom
Dragonfly and Daffodils watercolor by Marilyn K. Jonas

How dull life would be if we always remained the same! Yet, day-to-day life in this crazy, mixed-up world has activated a visceral longing for peace and security. I’ve read numerous blogs in recent weeks written by friends who are trying to find a way to navigate the political and social morass that greets us each morning via the little black box that sits in the corner of our homes. I’m not talking about the TV. That is only one vehicle of transmission. No, it’s so much larger than that now. There are copious avenues of transmission, each vying for our mental and emotional attention with great bravado. An attempt to fight off the incoming feels about as successful as putting a finger in a hole of a sinking ship.

Joan Z. Rough, author of SCATTERING ASHES, A Memoir of Letting Go, (September 2016) and a self-proclaimed news junkie wrote in this in her blog last week:

Managing my stress is an important part of my self-care. I do not want to live with constant anxiety which turns my gut into a churning cement mixer filled with rocks. I get jumpy, depressed and feel hopeless. At the ripe old age of seventy-three, I want a life of ease. I can’t afford the damage that stress causes to my mind, spirit and body.”

Joan goes on to explain just how she reacts to too much news and what she is doing about it. Like many women over fifty, Joan is a shape shifter, a magical reinventor. She finds her way through life’s endless treacheries, by building her wisdom bank account. She is not trouble-free. No one is, despite the impression many give on social media. Joan is simply bold, brave and courageous more often than she is not.  She is open to growing, changing and learning the deeper, richer truths of life. Follow her blog and see for yourself.

Daisy Hickman, whose memoir The Silence of Morning I recently reviewed here, also flies through life-like a dragonfly. She shares her wisdom for navigating this “brave new world” in her post Disconnect From Uncertainty and Chaos. I learn something new about shape-shifting and courage every time I enter the Sunny Rooms Studio, where Daisy shares her wisdom. Her cyber studio reflects her philosophy of life and her how she has come to avoid too much chaos:  “A sunny room isn’t about always being upbeat, energized, or falsely positive. Rather, it’s about exploring topics that take us beyond the contentious nature of the world — the noticeable penchant for conflict, negativity, acrimony, controversy, and drama. There is more to life than surface distractions.”  Ah…that is wisdom. 

When I began Aging Abundantly, what seems now like a lifetime ago, I was consumed with what I often refer to as my “midlife transformation”. The quote, “Just when a caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly” became my personal mantra and the focus of my understanding of the aging process.  I entered midlife thinking it was the end, only to discover that it was the beginning. I was being melted down into viscous matter, as was my life, in order to be re-born into a more meaningful way of living and being.  I’ve come to believe that while our deepest transformation, or “dark night of the soul”, may occur in one fell swoop, the process of transformation, never ends as we are in the game. We don’t ever “arrive” unless we turn our backs on the process, and even then it has away of coming after us.

A decade later as I approach sixty-five, I am no less enchanted by the women of wisdom I continue to meet through Aging Abundantly and beyond. I feel blessed and privileged to have a little black box in my house that allows me to reach out and touch so many of them, to learn from them and with them, to walk beside them as together we grow, change, evolve, transform, and search for the gifts not only of the aging process, but of life itself.

As I move on in my journey, I find myself longing to focus in on the completion of several books I have started, in-between trauma and transformation, and keeping up with this and other endeavors. I long to put everything aside and sink into the writing of a memoir. I’ve always had more ideas than I could ever complete, now I have to accept that condition and work within its limitations.

I am not abandoning Aging Abundantly, I will just be shifting its focus from only my words to the voice of many. There is such beauty and wisdom in the collective vision of our generation. Together we are creating a tapestry of wisdom, unique to this time and place and I hope to be able to pick up a strand or two here to share with you as I launch The Voices of Wisdom Series™. Each Wednesday, I will introduce you to a woman whose wisdom I have come to value, and together we can listen to her voice. Sometimes the post will be written by others, sometimes I will post interviews and book reviews. always with an eye toward gleaning wisdom from voices of wisdom.

Wisdom, as defined in the Free Dictionary is, “the ability to discern or judge what is true, right and lasting; insight.” Each guest post  ill offer a slice of wisdom as it pertains to aging abundantly in a chaotic world. Be sure to tune in as they sprinkle a little of their magic on these pages and inspire and assist us in becoming more ardent shape-shifters and magical-reinvetors.

If you are interested in participating as a guest in The Voices of Wisdom Series™, please send a query and brief bio to me at DSander@AgingAbundantly.com. For more information visit Guest Post Guidelines.


Mindfulness Mantles by Kay Moates

Mindfulness Mantles by Kay Moates

mindfulness mantles by kay moates

Kay Moates’ artistry is not about Kay and yet she is the essential ingredient in the making of her mindfulness mantles. Every stitch she takes is done in a state of mindfulness, her art is her meditation practice, and her very personal practice a very personal gift to her patrons. Kay, the artist and the woman embodies the spirit of acceptance, love and generosity. Her fundamental  and profound openness to the beauty of nature a blessing of connection to the world and all that’s in it.

In a previous life, Kay was a gifted dancer.  She did more than teach dance, she used it as a vehicle of healing for children. For twenty-seven years she created and directed Imagination in Motion, a creative movement dance company for young children, where dance was inspired by all forms of art and accompanied by improvisational music by a pianist. Through dance the children were taught to express the inexpressible.

There came a time when Kay realized lit was time to move away from dance.  She needed to care for and protect her aging body by reducing the stress that dance was placing on it. The desire for expression, however, was not yet ready to be silenced. She knew she would have to find a new medium to engage her creativity.

This is how Mindfulness Mantles, and her website On Slender Threads came into being. “From moving children through time and space to moving  fibers and stones into Mantles my work continues to focus on calling forth awareness to deepen life’s connections. Into the new I dance…” Fortunately for those of us whose lives she has touched and whose shoulders are now wrapped in the warmth and comfort of a beautiful handmade Mindfulness Mantle, her outreach continues.

Kay creates mantles that are both ornamental and practical. They are decorative, comforting and perfect for meditation and healing.  You will be warmed by her beautiful mantles, but more importantly you will be healed and uplifted.

Here’s how she describes them:

mindfulness mantle
Many include complimentary earth gems like this one.

Mindfulness Mantles ~ a gift for your Soul ~

companioning your journey,
celebrating your changes,
embracing your inner sanctuary,
ever gentling you deeper into being

many shapes, many fibers,
many stones, many colors,
many sizes
whoever you are,
whatever your pain,
there’s a Mantle for You

Created in silence with intention, Kay Motes offers healing and love to all those whose lives she touches.

See them for yourself by visiting her website On Slender Threads. 

Treat yourself to her healing touch by taking a tour

of her latest mindfulness mantels. 

[tweetthis]”Take care of you and there will be more to share with others.” DSander[/tweetthis]

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Follow Kay Moates’ Facebook page On Slender Threads where she posts her latest designs and positive, uplifting messages. 

Kay’s Mindfulness Mantles make wonderful gifts. They are beautifully wrapped and will be shipped directly to the recipient upon request; perfect for a friend or relative who is ill or going through a difficult transition, a bride to be, to honor a birthday, the possibilities are endless.