Daily Prayer of Acceptance

I accept myself completely.
I accept my strengths and my weaknesses, my gifts and
my shortcomings.
I accept myself as a human being.
I accept that I am here to learn and grow, and
I accept that I am learning and growing.
I accept the personality I’ve developed, and
I accept my power to heal and change.

I accept myself without condition or reservation.
I accept that the core of my being is goodness and that my
essence is love, and
I accept that I sometimes forget that.

I accept myself completely, and in this acceptance
I find an ever-deepening inner strength.
From this place of strength I accept my life fully and
I am open to the lessons it offers me each day.

I accept that within my mind are both fear and love, and
I accept my power to choose which I will experience as
I recognize that I experience only the results of my own
I accept the times that I choose fear as part of my learning
and healing process, and
I accept that I have the potential and power in any moment
to choose love instead.

I accept mistakes as a part of growth.
I am willing to forgive myself and give myself another
I accept that my life is the expression of my thought, and
I commit myself to aligning my thoughts more and more
each day with the Thought of Love.
I accept that I am an expression of this Love.
I am Love’s hands, voice and heart on Earth.

I accept my own life as a blessing and a gift.
My heart is open to receive, and I am deeply grateful.
May I always share the gifts that I receive fully, freely, and
I accept all that I was, all that I am, and all that I choose to become.

by Spirit Woman Lise Storgaard

BEing: A poem.


PRESENCE OF GAIA by Josephine Wall

You asked me to be small
So that you could feel BIG
You said I take up too much space
My energy is too much for you to handle
You said I don’t HAVE TO take up so much room on the planet.

I say that I am not serving you OR me if I am not exactly
Who/how I am inside

at my core.

And besides,
The universe wants us to expanD
And grow
And thrive

To explode out our potential
out into the world

As much as Spirit knew we could
When we were dreamed into being.

The truth is,
It is not you OR me.
It is you AND me.

There is abundant space in earth’s garden
For all of us to fully bloom.

poem by Jen Engracio

Feelin’ Sorry for Yourself? Maybe Rethink that…


No Regrets

NO REGRETS by Forbis

THE DAILY GROOVE ~ by Scott Noelle


:: No Regrets ::

As you progress and become a wiser parent, you may at times feel regret that you didn’t “know better” when your children were younger. You may even feel guilty for “damaging” them. If so, let Mother Nature inspire you to a more hopeful perspective. Have you ever explored a wild forest and appreciated the awesome way in which Life springs forth from the chaos? Then you know Mother Nature never regrets. She learns as she goes and always makes the best of things as they are. She never looks back. When a tree takes root in the shadows, Mother Nature doesn’t regret giving it a “sub-optimum” start in life. She trusts it will bend toward the Light and find a way to thrive. And in doing so, the tree creates its own unique beauty. She knows that no storm, flood, or fire can stop the endless Flow of Life through her children.

David Myles

It is September and I am in the Coop Cars a lot these days driving back and forth to Family Meetings with all the families I work with talking to the kids about what they want to pursue in their learning for this year.  On the way, I like to listen to CBC Radio One.  This morning on The Current, they had David Myles on- a musician from Fredericton, Nova Scotia.  He apparently has a lot of older folks that are fans in big part to this song he wrote when he was 24.  I really liked the message of the song- especially the bits about continuing to learn and grow.  I thought it was fitting considering I was traveling to speak to families about their own learning passions for this year.

So now I am wondering…

What is on your personal learning goals for this year?  Any passions/interests you want to pursue?  If so, drop me a comment here and let me know!

My Poetry


Irrepressible Spirit

Eagle glides in all her majesty

As lesser birds peck at her

In attempt to keep her at bay.

Eagle does not flinch.

She continues with ease and grace

As crows and gulls frantically fly

To keep up with her.


All I have

Is my experience.

I know it’s not everything

And yet it is.

Open to Desire

From: More

Bathtub Epiphanies

“The dancer’s body is simply the luminous manifestation of the soul.

Dance is the movement of the universe concentrated in an individual.

You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you.”

-Isadora Duncan (dance pioneer)

GIRL IN BATHTUB by Everett Shinn

So some people, I’ve heard, get their creative ideas in the shower.  My friend, Rob, for example got the idea for a whole ceremony during his morning shower routine.  I, being more of a ruminating kind of girl, tend to get a cascade of ideas when lying in a hot bath for a while.  Tonight I was in the bath and was looking at my body by the light of the candles and I had quite a startling realization: my body is with me for as long as I am here on the planet.  OK.  So you might think, “Jen, that is so obvious!”  But think about it….

Every second of the day, my body (and probably yours unless you need life support) performs millions of functions autonomically.  That means that you don’t even have to think about it or remind your body to do it.  And thank God cuz if I had to remember to breathe in order for it to happen, I’d have been dead a long time ago!  My body is constantly repairing itself, rebalancing itself, creating new cells, discarding old ones, fighting foreign objects on my behalf, and sending messages all over through nerve endings to other parts of my body so that all the systems are working together.  It is a miracle really that I live in my body every day and I rarely give gratitude for everything it does. My body is brutally honest with me; it is incapable of lying.  If I have overdone it, it lets me know.  If I have issues I am not dealing with, it lets me know through creating emotions (fear, anger, sadness, anxiety) to get my attention on these matters.  My body has its own language that I’ve been learning the past few years especially.  It “talks” to me and gives me hints about what I need to do to take care of myself.  If I am tired, it begs me to rest.  If I am thirsty, it creates a parched, dry mouth so I remember to drink.  If I am hungry, my stomach rumbles.  If I am stressed, it reminds me to breathe. It is truly the most marvelous instrument I possess.

my body can sing beautiful sound into the world

my body dances

my body can see the world

my body can touch the world

my body makes love

my body has the capacity to create another human life

my body has the ability to give birth to that life

my body gets me everywhere I need to go

my body can enfold those I love in an embrace

And yet when I do happen to think of my body consciously, I notice that am often berating it, wishing it was different, comparing it to those of others, and telling it to shut up and do what I tell it to do- especially when it is giving me warnings to take care of myself better.  The internal dialogue goes kinda like….

I am

too fat

too hairy

too short

too curvy

too lopsided

too loud

and the list goes on…

I don’t know about how you experience your own body or what kind of relationship you have with yours…

I, however, have been going through my life looking for my definition of a perfect relationship and all the while my body has been offering me one and waiting for me to pay attention and get into alignment with it.  It will never leave me.  It is always honest with me.  It puts up with my constant abuse and still loves me enough to tell me what is so.  In a way, it is not fair that it cannot escape my whims.  But maybe it doesn’t care.  And maybe it calls me to a higher level of responsibility in my life FOR my life and the preciousness of it.  Lovers, friends, and people I love will come and go all my life but the relationship that remains is the one with myself and my body until my last moment on Earth.  I think I found the true meaning for self-worth: the care for one’s life and so the care of one’s body- our only constant home during our walk here.

“Our bodies are the hotels for our spirits.”

-Tallisen  Age 9

And more food for thought from Bill Bryson’s A Short History of Nearly Everything

“…the fact that you have atoms and that they assemble in such a willing manner is only part of what got you here.  To be here now, alive in the twenty-first century and smart enough to know it, you also had to be the beneficiary of an extraordinary string of biological good fortune.  Survival on Earth is a surprisingly tricky business.  Of the billions and billions of species of living things that have existed since the dawn of time, most 99.99 per cent, it has been suggested – are no longer around.  Life on Earth, you see, is not only brief but dismayingly tenuous.  It is a curious feature of our existence that we come from a planet that is very good at promoting life but even better at extinguishing it.

Not only have you been lucky enough to be attached since time immemorial to a favoured evolutionary line, but you have also been extremely – make that miraculously – fortunate in your personal ancestry.  Consider the fact that for 3.8 billion years, a period of time older than the Earth’s mountains and rivers and oceans, every one of your forebears on both sides has been attractive enough to find a mate, healthy enough to reproduce, and sufficiently blessed by fate and circumstances to live long enough to do so.  Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stuck fast, untimely wounded or otherwise deflected from its life’s quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result-eventually, astoundingly, and all too briefly- in you.”

Jen’s Flower Pictures

I’ve mentioned my passion for flowers before and I have really enjoyed photographing them lately.  The ones that follow were taken in Scotland, Campbell River, and right here on Commercial Drive in Vancouver.  Thought I’d share them 🙂

The Sunscreen Song

We danced this one on Sunday morning.  I was laughing the whole time!  Hope you will find little truths in there that speak to you- whether or not you decide to commit to wearing sunscreen!

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