Monthly Archives: June 2016

In Honor of Cracks

Ring now the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen, “Anthem”


This week a friend of mine gave me a real scare. Marc sent a message that he was losing the will to live. I know that place. I really know that place! As soon as I was able, I went to see him. He told me he felt “cracked.”

I laid a hand on him—thinking about it now, I realize my hand covered the back of his heart—and said, “The cracks just let the light in.”

[Speaking of blessings in disguise.] When the air conditioner’s running, along with the washer and dishwasher and ceiling fan, turning on the microwave blows the fuse. If, however, the circuit breaker hadn’t tripped, the overloaded wiring could have started a fire that would burn down the house. And cracks in sidewalks—did you know they are deliberately designed stress points that protect the concrete squares from cracking? [Quantum God, Part Two: 9.We accept things as they are (but make them shine brighter).]

The Japanese make beautiful artwork of things with cracks. They call this technique Kintsugi (golden joinery) or Kintsukuroi (golden repair), and mix lacquer with powered gold or silver. They believe the piece is more beautiful for having been broken.

Kinsukuroi—Repairs—photo only

Though battered, bruised, and cracked, we are all works of art! May we allow the Light to shine in while our light shines out.

love, chelle

How Can I Help?

So many angels walk this earth, sharing kindnesses
as naturally as the sun shares its warmth. (Quantum God)


I cracked open a fortune cookie and read its message: “Service is the rent we pay for living on this planet.”

Nowhere is this more ideally illustrated than by my brother-friend, Mark. I called him and told him at length about the recent family crisis. When my breath ran out, he responded.

“How can I help?” he asked. Short and to the point.

A simple “How can I help?” No blame, no shame, no dilly-dallying. Mark’s question touched my heart and, in itself, was a  solution in that moment for my emotional upset.

All things contribute to the progression of an unfolding Creation, even the things that seem bad. Unconditional love helps, accepting the less-than-ideal without condemning it. Unconditional love does not say, “I’ll love you, but first you have to act like this.”

A Hindu swami once told about spending a day alone with his nephew: “It was a hard day for the swami and the three-year-old. We messed up the house. He threw a tantrum. Finally I took him in my arms and just held him . . . I realized that’s all the world wants, to be held in spite of it all.” (Quantum God, Chapter Nine)

Oh, how terrible our lives would be without the finest quality of life, compassion, and the desire to help! We are surrounded by angels, from friends and family to loving pets and kind strangers.

May we notice and appreciate these blessings in the coming week, while we also “pay rent” in service. And thank you, dear heart—I appreciate you.

love, chelle


Calling All Angels

Worrying is praying for what you don’t want.
Barnie Henderson

Imagine you’re a pebble thrown into a body of water . . .
Effortlessly, you as the stone sink through the turbulent surface waters . . . Unattached to anything, you fall until you find perfect rest at the stillness of the bottom . . .
Having let go of everything worrisome, you now are not pushed or pulled by anything, and you are at peace.
Thich Nhat Hanh, The Miracle of Mindfulness (Quantum God)

A family crisis has left me wishing I could spend the next month? year? in bed. Just sleep through the coming storms. That would not be very Quantum Godish of me, though, would it?

So…slow, deep breathing. Unknot stomach. Relax muscles. Be supportive. Do whatever is constructive. Pray. Envision the best outcome. Remember to eat. Remember to practice gratitude. Remember to laugh.

But I get off-track. So…slow, deep breathing. Unknot stomach. Relax muscles. Be supportive. Do whatever is constructive. Pray. Envision the best outcome. Remember to eat. Remember to practice gratitude. Remember to laugh.

No matter how rough the storm or how battered we feel, we are glowing, showing, divine lights!

Surrounding you, dear heart, with light and love,

Karen Drucker singing “Calling All Angels” at