01/02/2026
The past year has left me speechless. I devoted the entire year to caregiving for multiple families, the majority whom have natural supports in place, resources, stable housing & family members to take shifts. One was the opposite. It was emotionally and spiritually exhausting trying to navigate systems with overlapping and complicated rules during the dismantling of our democracy and public services meant to protect the most vulnerable. It was cruel & brutally painful & every call for help I made, I had to repeat at least 5 times. Throwing arrows in the dark and realizing that life & death are incredibly different for persons without resources. I repressed my voice as long as I could until my pleas for help came out as angry crying. Not the look I was going for. A lot of people heard my cries but were overburdened by a system being dismantled from the top, laying off government workers and eliminating protective programs, including access to food. Watching the walk for peace lifted my spirit enough for me to post any authentic words here, for the first time all year. It’s so beautiful to see people walking on our behalf, reminding us that we are seen and peace and happiness is available to us when we make a commitment to our daily practice. Reiki is rooted in Buddhist practices. There is so much to be gained from diversity and wellness doesn’t require health insurance. Some do need it, but you can be well and heal with a daily practice of mindfulness, presence, love & compassion & most importantly self compassion. Happy belated New Year!
Aloka was once a stray in India.
No home. No plan. No promise of where the road would lead.
When Buddhist monks began a peace walk, he followed and he chose to keep going. Through storms. Through pain. Through moments when it would’ve been easier to stop.
Today, Aloka walks across the United States with them. He walks when he can, rests when he needs to, and is never left behind.
As we step into 2026, maybe that’s the lesson.
You don’t have to have it all figured out.
You just have to keep moving; gently, faithfully, together.
Peace isn’t loud.
Sometimes it looks like a tired dog, a long road, and the courage to stay.
May we walk into this year with the same quiet hope. 🤍