The Strength to Keep Growing

Acknowledge and be humbled
by the teachers, we encounter along the way.
They give us our strength to spread our wings
and fly.

Notice the lessons of nature’s bounty.
The colors, the beauty, and secret determination
that at times may only be visible to you.

Display your strength.
Shout it from the highest mountain
or silently persevere and grow.

Reach towards the sun, while staying
firmly rooted to the ground.
Hold fast during storms and remember
that you will live the life you seek
proud, and fully in bloom.

©Alexis Rose, Photo by Larm Rmah on Unsplash

Thank you for reading my books:  If I Could Tell You How It Feels,  and  Untangled, A Story of Resilience, Courage, and Triumph

Stand in Your Truth

Stand in your truth
Your voice may be quiet
but it speaks for many

Be who you are
You are the love
that calms the spirit

Breathe deep
Conserve your energy

Live life, fully present
Recognize and embrace
the goddess warrior in yourself
in us all
©Alexis Rose, Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

Thank you for reading my books: If I Could Tell You How It Feels, and Untangled, A Story of Resilience, Courage, and Triumph    


A Tiny Tale of Two Friends

Grace and I have been friends for 41 years. We were roommates for four years, we got married around the same time, our children are fairly close in age, and we have always lived within ten minutes of each other. Although we look nothing alike, when we go out people often ask if we are sisters.

Our story began as two crazy party-all-the-time teenage roommates having adventure, after adventure, which means we have a vault of secrets that we keep safe for each other. A vault with a combination so locked down that it could never be cracked.

Then we settled down. Both of us married, had careers, children, houses, developed interests apart from each other, and navigated the nuances of life. We even collaborated on a beautiful inspirational book. I wrote poetry set to Grace’s watercolor paintings that we printed and sold locally.

As life would have it, both our daughters (who are also good friends) have gotten married within months of each other. Grace helped me pick out my mother-of-the-bride dress, and in turn, I helped Grace find the perfect dress. When we were younger, we never sat around and mused that one day we would be buying dresses for our children’s wedding together. But here we are, 41 years into our friendship and this is where we’re at in our cycle of life.

When we celebrated my daughter’s wedding in April, Grace was there with her whole family.  I was grateful, it was fabulous. I was busy talking to all the other guests but held tight to Grace’s hand whenever I saw her. Yesterday, we celebrated her beautiful daughter’s wedding. Watching my daughter walk in her wedding, and having my whole family with me, I was able to relax and enjoy this wonderful rite-of-passage our friendship was experiencing.

Ours is one of those friendships that have weathered many storms. Not the storms of strife and arguments, but the storms of life. We have been there for each other through great joy and deep sorrow. This past year, we have experienced both. But the joy of watching our daughters find their respective soulmates and marry in ceremony’s that befitted their personalities put a lot of things into perfect perspective.

As Grace and I, alone on the dance floor danced to Beat-It last night at the reception, instead of two middle-aged women, we were  18 years old again, standing in our apartment dancing with candlesticks as microphones using the windows facing the woods as our audience, knowing exactly how each other was going to move and twirl.

When we are old and live next door to each other in the assisted living home, or a tiny house community, blasting Aerosmith, Led Zeppelin, Neil Young, Bruce Springsteen and all the other bands of our youth, I’ll still look at her, and with a wink and a smile say, “A good friend will bail you out of jail, A best friend will be sitting next to you saying…damn that was fun.” 

image source: google

Reunited…and the conversation started where it left off

Standing on a Precipice

Standing on a precipice
Should I take a leap of faith?

Leave doubt and fear behind
Trust the unknown
Yearning growth and change
Am I ready for the next step?

The precipice is no place to balance

Trust myself
Grab the opportunity
Close the door on self-doubt
It’s happening!

Enjoy the process
Rise up and jump
Spread my wings, Fly
Leap, grow, change, trust!

©Alexis Rose, Photo by Leio McLaren on Unsplash


Thank you for reading my latest book, If I Could Tell You How It Feels, available in both ebook and paperback from Amazon.

Hope is…

Hope is the involuntary breaths I take to live.

It’s always there as I encounter
the obstacles in my path.

With hope, I can conquer mountains.

I know it may be hard and sometimes
emotionally and physically painful
but I can do it.

With hope, I can change
and become who I want to be
acknowledging with compassion the
person I am in this perfect moment.

©Alexis Rose, painting Janet Rosauer

Thank you for reading my new book, If I Could Tell You How It Feels, available in both ebook and paperback from Amazon.

Thank You to the Never Give Up Institute

A Huge Thank You to NEVERGIVEUPINSTITUTE.ORG for including both Untangled, and If I Could Tell You How It Feels on their resources page.

Never Give Up Institute is a fabulous organization, founded by Alexis Acker-Halbur that helps people understand how unresolved stress and trauma can cause illness, increase financial difficulty, and keep you from living a meaningful life.

Alexis Acker-Halbur’s book titled Never Give Up is incredibly powerful and validating for anyone who has faced devastating physical illness, trauma, and loss. More than a self-help book, Alexis brings her own experiences and vulnerability into each chapter. Never Give Up is both relatable and validating for people who have been through trauma and/or serious illness. Part spiritual, part self-help, part memoir, Never Give Up is very inspiring.

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Off Kilter

Be there for yourself
But first be there for everyone else

Stress, family crisis, the highs, lows and fears
of those closest to you
Make sure you are “doing” self-care
But be there for them first.

Clean, support, tend-to, cheer-lead
Remember to breathe
But remind them to breathe first.

Express feelings of overwhelmed, frustration, and exhaustion
Do not play martyr or victim.
Express your needs and wants
to the faces that return blank stares
Reminding them that it’s appropriate to insert empathy here.

Try not to push play on the tape of guilt for
also needing support, and rest.
After all, you are the rock
you can keep it together and make sure everyone is okay.

Until you can’t…

Sometimes life is off-kilter.
The balance is skewed and the world seems to spin faster.
You know things will right itself.

It’s the law of nature and impermanence.

As the body electric settles down
I listen to the gentle snores of humans and critters resting

The world has slowed, the simultaneous crises are resolving
and life is finding its natural rhythm for the ones I love.

Where did I drop that oxygen mask?
You know the one that says, “Put on your own oxygen mask before helping others?”
Oh, there it is; it fell off my overloaded plate.

My outer world has been off kilter.
It happens sometimes, it’s temporary, a balance will be restored…life.

Photo by Bekir Dönmez on Unsplash
Look for my new book, If I Could Tell You How it Feels
on Amazon, Kindle, and other retailers, January 23rd, 2018