more Adam-inspired poetry… or ‘spit beats’ recognizing rap’s the more fitting genre for Adam rhyme…
Author Archives: Naomi Brickel
Hall of Fame
I’ve discovered that if I want to be happy, be the best, I need to believe it, feel it in my body and my bones.
I’m Here, Mom, Part 2
I had nothing this week until I came down a half hour ago to this glorious Mother’s Day gift from my purple Huguenot in Heaven.
Intentional Embrace
Hugs.. I was never really an enthusiast until I began to embrace consciously, noticing a pleasant difference in how I engage with the people I encounter
Miracle…
Later today I’ll board a plane, and despite details, logistics and security hassles, the miracles will not be lost on me…
Co-Pilot
Is there more than stories and traditions behind the carefully planned seders and long church services to incorporate practically within our day-to-day journey and struggles when we feel we’re flying solo?
Blessed Bane
Last week, I was an invited guest speaker about my book, Not to Spoil the Ending… but everything is going to be ok, as the culmination of a collective parish read for Lent. The unexpectedly large and enthusiastic turnout on a cold weeknight and powerful interactive dialogue was unexpectedly affirming in itself, but even I,Continue reading “Blessed Bane”
…more on that HeartBrain
This week I was the honored guest at a local gala, and as I was contemplating my remarks, the HeartBrain discovery from last weeks post developed further…
Heart – Season 2
Is there a more powerful intelligence we can access outside of our limited brains…
a simple secret
Starting each day aware of everything I appreciate
From Here (Now) to Eternity
It’s been a hectic time and I’ve had to make deliberate and focused efforts to maintain my peace. In a few of those instances this week the same thought kept rising in my consciousness…
Letting Go…
Let go and let God – You’ve seen it on a bumper sticker … in those initial hours after Adam died, it’s what happened – as a default, in my powerlessness
Inspired Hope
This week’s post is a poem that I wrote early one morning as I was reflecting on a deep conversation that I had last weekend with – get this – a 20-year-old kid. I wrote it to send him as a creative summary of our conversation… I must admit, at work I’m sometimes a littleContinue reading “Inspired Hope”
a life thus far lesson
Transitions in our lives extract us from the everyday unconscious motion and routine and offer opportunities for reflective resets. I happen to currently be in the process of transitioning jobs (which accounts for some inconsistency in my posting lately and foreseeably); and for these first two months of the year, I’ve got a foot inContinue reading “a life thus far lesson”
Unfathomable Love
an alternative perspective on God and suffering
#AdamsWorld 