New Name. New Look. New Beginnings.
In March of 2015, as my friend Bruce Kramer was dying, in making one final request, he asked me to look for the “ripples” in our work together. After nearly five years of radio interviews and a book, I couldn’t see anything else to do…
Message Received (Guest Blog)
Message Received By Christy Moe Marek “I heard my mother talking to me yesterday,” a client recently told me. “I was half asleep and I had just been talking about her, so it was probably nothing. I’m sure it was just a dream,” her tone…
The Playfulness of the Unknown (Guest Blog)
The Playfulness of the Unknown By Christy Moe Marek The other night, while enjoying dinner with my dad and bonus mom on the deck sweetly nestled in the treetops of the woods behind our house, we chatted about our dogs and the grief of outliving…
Guest Blog by Christy Moe Marek
A Space for Grace to Enter by Christy Moe Marek The stillness of a recent early summer morning found me in the garden. As I tended and planted and otherwise lost myself in creation, I heard rustling behind me and turned to find my dog…