I find myself thinking, after too many too-busy weeks, that I am grateful for my faith.

My connection to my primary Goddesses is a deep well of peace and acceptance when I have run out of them. The time I spent last year studying Zen philosophy complements that nicely – when I don’t have anything left, I can stop and just be.

Acceptance of the way life is (medically fragile children, fragile relationships with others, complicated decisions, and all) is not always easy, but going with the flow reduces the stress. I can curse the way things are, or I can get on with living with them.

Being truely present and mindful when I’m with my children results in happier kids who are better behaved.