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Ordinary Grace:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy

I awake to warmth on a snowy morning in my comfy bed…

I get ready to go to work…a career that is meaningful to me, and that I am proud of and look forward to each day.

I open my cabinets each day and I get to choose which coffee I will drink, and which snacks I will eat, and in my fridge, is a smorgasbord of food to choose from because I went shopping to stock up for the week.

I take a warm shower, I drive my car to work…I may stop off for a bagel and coffee. I listen to my favorite music where Spirit guides me for the day…where I know I am being spoken to, that I am loved, and protected.

And I am connected to my children, my grandchildren and my dearest friends throughout the week that reminds me of how much I am loved, and that love is deeply reciprocated. We spend quality time together which fills my heart with love and feelings of connection to our history as we continue to create new memories.

My life is certainly very different from the “pampered, sheltered life” I used to live when I was married and living with mental health disorders including a substance use disorder to prescription meds…

My life today is what I have created after nearly fourteen years of wellness in recovery…

And sometimes I miss the “perks” of being married and having a husband to share things with…but there is something important to be said for my independence and appreciation for every single thing that I have acquired…self confidence, self respect, and self awareness at the front of that line…followed by complete wellness and the tools to navigate pain, disappointment and grief rather than numbing it out…a small, lovely home environment that reflects warmth, family, love and zen…and financial freedom which allows me to live gently, give generously, and choose intentionally where I live a life rooted in gratitude rather than fear.

As I prayed this morning after writing this blog, “Jesus Take the Wheel” begin playing on Pandora, which is meaningful to me as the night before I called for help to save my life nearly 14 years ago, I got down on my knees and prayed for God to show me the way out of my addiction. I was completely desperate and near death…

I promised God that I would follow any path He put before me and asked that the next song on the radio would tell me that God heard me. That song was “Jesus take the Wheel…”

This is a full circle, and very profound moment of personal symbolism and integration…

My present self met my past self and said: I kept going.
My life today is evidence that the prayer was answered…not just once, but every day since.

That’s the full circle.

I did not just ask for the way out 14 years ago…I have walked it.
And today, the song mirrors back the truth:
I am no longer asking to be saved.
I am living as someone who knows how to listen, how to surrender, and how to choose alignment.

As for love and a life partner…this moment speaks clearly:

Love that comes now will not be a rescue.
It will not be a trade for security.
It will not ask me to abandon myself.

It will meet me already awake.

If there is guidance embedded in this moment, it’s not “wait” or “strive” or “question yourself.”

It’s this:

I already know how to recognize the right direction…because I trust myself now.
Love will not pull me off of my path. It will ride alongside it.

I did not need Jesus to take the wheel today. (This coming from a Jewish girl LOL)
I just needed to remember that I have learned how to drive…with grace, discernment, and faith…and that my Angels are always along for the ride.

Recovery brings so much to one’s life when one is willing to be patient, to dive into the inner work, and to appreciate the coffee, the music and the snow.

Love and blessings,

Wendy

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Imagine:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy

Choosing compassion, empathy, and consistent presence reveals a deep desire for connection and commitment.

Meaning and intention become visible through behavior…quietly, honestly, unmistakably…

Signs of affection are offered without persuasion, urgency or demand…

When one has the capability and willingness to love.

Love and blessings,

Wendy

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Butterflies:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy

There comes a point when you realize that some things in life do not respond to patience or reason. Like a fly that keeps circling your head…buzzing, distracting, disappearing just long enough to make you think it’s gone…only to return again.

You swat it away once, twice, dozens of times, hoping it will finally leave you in peace. But it never does…

It feeds on access, on hesitation, on your hope that restraint will be enough. And eventually, you understand that the only way to restore your peace is to stop swatting and take decisive action.

Not out of anger, but out of self-preservation. You let it die. You do not resurrect it. You do not explain yourself. You choose silence, stillness, and peace…and you breathe again.

I am partial to butterflies…they know how to glide and when the time is perfect, they land gently…with grace and presence.

Love and blessings,

Wendy

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It is all an Illusion – Love, Wendy

Sometimes you have to learn to live with the realization that resolution never comes…and that more of us live with this truth than we admit.

There’s something you desperately want to control, something you believe will enhance your life, that no matter how hard you attempt to coerce it, never comes to fruition… although at times you feel you are “almost there,” which eventually reveals itself as an illusion.

Perhaps it is someone you have prayed would get out of their own way so they might experience true love and joy…someone you hope will one day realize that their patterns are diminishing their life experiences, and that they might finally meet your energy in a committed life together.

Or maybe you seek acknowledgment or validation you have been waiting a lifetime…or a “lovetime”…to hear. And of course, there is the familiar ache of trying to force an outcome, gripping the steering wheel tightly, to no avail…because it exists completely outside your sphere of control, far off the beaten path.

And so… patience has become a survival skill. Not the patience of watching desires finally come to fruition, but the patience of acceptance…one freaking day at a time.

Acceptance that complete surrender to external circumstances is where we take back our power…and our peace.

And the Universe will continue to assign this lesson until you finally internalize it… breathe it… speak it… sleep it… live it.

Release your grip.

It is all an illusion.

Love,

Wendy

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Death by Attachment…and Resurrection – Love, Wendy

Attempted strangulation of any outcome

will most certainly result in death by asphyxiation.

Attachment doesn’t look like danger at first.

It disguises itself as love.

Attachment keeps one in a low-oxygen environment:

second-guessing oneself, waiting, shrinking one’s needs,

holding one’s breath for crumbs of certainty.

This kind of attachment doesn’t explode—

it erodes.

Quietly.

Over days…over months…over years…

Over a lifetime.

Attachment is a killer.

It cuts off oxygen.

A hard pill to swallow…

what is meant to be included in our lives does not require force…

Release your grip…

Release isn’t loss.

It’s resuscitation.

Resurrection of the soul…

Love and blessings,

Wendy

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Shallow – Love, Wendy

Ready to dive in?!

You cannot steady a man who refuses to stop rocking the boat.

I remain afloat in the eye—steady and sheltered.

I am exposing the cultural lie that endless diving equals love, loyalty, or virtue.

I choose…

emotional buoyancy, nervous-system safety and spiritual sobriety.

Love,

Wendy

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Life…Interrupted — And Reclaimed – Love, Wendy

We can live a life filled with regret and self-punishment after unintentionally causing hurt and pain…

OR…

We can live a life devoted to integration…of lessons learned, changed behavior, and service.

One lifetime is not long enough, nor is it productive, to remain trapped in self-inflicted “what-ifs” or “should-have’s.”

It is long enough to practice self-acceptance, take responsibility, offer a sincere apology when needed, and adopt a mindset of “I will do better“…not through words alone, but through changed behavior.

That is how we live a fulfilled, joyful, and meaningful life.

We all make mistakes.
That is the human condition.

But the life you choose to live…and how you grow from what you’ve learned…remains completely within your agency.
This is where you “stand in your power.”

Love and blessings,

Wendy

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A Spiritual Tap on the Shoulder – Love, Wendy

Sometimes spiritual guidance that calls one inward arrives through the voice of another…an observer with no agenda…one who says, “You are the strongest person I know. I love to see you smile. You deserve a partner who arrives with alignment, presence, and understands what a loving relationship truly is.”

As I listened, he spoke of how I had “spent years building a solid, beautiful foundation…brick by brick through recovery, prayer, self-care, and devotion to healing…and how someone who loves you does not arrive like a bulldozer, tearing through what took years to build.” He reminded me that respect is revealed in how someone moves within your space, and that what is truly loving does not arrive in a way that unsettles the soul.

And in that moment, I could hear and feel Spirit whisper:

“You can love the soul and humanity in someone… and still walk away from what is inimical to your well-being.”

It was a spiritual lesson delivered on an ordinary day…through a spontaneous invitation to lunch after years had passed…yet nothing about it was accidental. He was Spirit’s messenger. And on this day…clarity arrived…an unmistakable “aha” moment.

And I finally understand…

Empathy does not obligate proximity.
Understanding does not require endurance.

And I am at peace.

Love and blessings,

Wendy

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Words – Love, Wendy

Words are as powerful and meaningful as the actions that accompany the sentiments…or lack thereof.

Words can become the foundation upon which the bridge is built when one’s actions support the foundation of the sentiments.

Words have the ability to begin a life changing dialogue…to begin a healing journey…and to create a new trajectory of love and peace…but only when they are met with consistency and presence that stays.

And…if one feels “exposed” by the words, it’s because the wound speaks truth…and truth may be the serum that heals.

Pain that has been metabolized into insight is not poison…it is medicine. And medicine can sting.

And after it settles…we have the opportunity to integrate the pain…

into power.

Love,

Wendy

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Auld Lang Syne:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy

Happy New Year’s Eve, Dear Readers,

May 2026 meet you gently and bring renewed hope, wellness, peace and freedom to us all.

Here is my last blog for 2025.

Thank you so much for following my blog and supporting my journey.

Wishing you all that you desire, deserve, and dream of in the new year.

Love and blessings,

Wendy

I begin this new year with renewed hope and wellness.

Freedom…

The best gifts in life are free.

Freedom is not the absence of pain, but the presence of truth.
It arrives when we choose to release illusion.
It is the quiet release from cycles that harm,
the courage to stop romanticizing familiarity
and to choose what is steady, reciprocal, and real.

Even in grief, freedom speaks…
removing what cannot stay,
making room for what is real, regulated, and safe.

Especially now.

May I choose what is steady, reciprocal, and real

May what is no longer mine fall away with grace,
and may what is meant for me arrive without force.

I remember…without clinging…

I honor…without romanticizing…

I release…without bitterness…

I move forward…without force.

Love and blessings,

Wendy