Triggering Memories

A pinecone on the floor of the forest. I pause to look at it. Memories flood in.

The year PapPap asked us to collect pinecones so he could build a wreath. Morphing into the scent of the Christmas tree when it first enters the house.

Like a film clip the memories real on. Filling my heart with joy.

Christmas decorating with the kids. How they insist on hanging every ornament on the tree so it looks like someone dumped the whole box of decorations on it. Somehow in that chaos it manages to look beautiful.

Thank you pinecone for the lovely journey of memories from times ago. My walk continues, a little teary eyed for what was, what is, what might become.

Backstory: The Old Wooden Crow

I wrote a poem, The Old Wooden Crow. The crow was discovered by me and my kids on a hike. It is part of a tree that lost half of itself.

The hole is large enough to fit a small child, which was the reason why we stopped to look at it. Not to put a child in the hole, but to marvel at the size of the broken part of the tree. Wondering what could live inside it.

The possibilities are endless.

While contemplating, or rather giggling over, suggestions of what could live inside, I noticed the bump on top that looked like a crow.

I zoomed in, snapped a picture, and was even more delighted when I downloaded the picture. Seeing the ‘crow’ up close it even has an eye!

This is nature art! A very fine example of it.

I love how the world provides beautiful, humorous things to look at when we keep our eyes open.

Love and blessings, 💕 Carrie

Autumn Leaves: A Time for Letting Go

One of my favorite things about Autumn, aside from the gorgeous, clear weather, is the leaves.

From the first sign of color.

To the full blown tree in all its glory!

Then they fall…

Leaving a symphony of sounds that crunch underfoot.

It is breathtaking.

Leaving me to think…

I am willing to let go as graciously and beautifully as the trees do in Autumn. Trusting the spring to arrive again. Renewing the leaves for another season.

Love and blessings to you. 💕Carrie

My Poetry Book: Fire Will Feed You

My work and passion have created a book called, Fire Will Feed You. It is a book of original poems written by me, Carrie.

The poems are written to inspire, to explain the fire that ignites us all to create beautiful and meaningful lives, and to celebrate the fire within us all.

The book is available in paperback and on kindle.

Feel free to leave a review of the book on Amazon after you have read it.

Do not hesitate to write me via email to let me know what you think of the book. Positive comments please. 😬😉,

Have a blessed day!

Love and blessings readers. 💕 Carrie


This came up for me in a meditation when I was asking for my word of the year. For the past five years I have received a word of the year. Last year my word came during meditation. Previous years, I did not meditate, so the words trickled in by other means. All presented often enough to catch my attention.

I have to say, being far enough on this journey to start asking for my word is rather delightful.

Yes, I realize it is only October, but my year starts at the beginning of November, on my birthday. So, I am planning ahead. I really need to remember that the answers come faster every time I ask. Of course, always presenting in divine perfect timing, so my asking more than likely was influenced by the universe anyway.

On to my word of the year, and what I need to do to learn it. Compassion. I have it in spades where animals, strangers, acquaintances, my kids, and others are concerned. Where I lack compassion, is for myself.

Now, knowing what I learned from past years, the word will evolve in ways that are very surprising as I go about the year. I also feel as if this word will not be with me the entire year. It feels like, for lack of a better explanation, a mini lesson. So I will see where it takes me, and what new gifts I will find along the way.

How will I evolve with compassion?

Do any of you have a word of the year? Or even a word of the day or month?

Love and blessings to you, 💕 Carrie