by Martha Brettschneider | Nov 22, 2017 | Blooming into Mindfulness, Mindfulness
My college kids came home last night. After a bustle of activity this morning, everyone dispersed in various directions – job interview, haircut, and a run (the latter undertaken by the lovely visiting girlfriend). I sat in the stillness, my heart filled with...
by Martha Brettschneider | Oct 19, 2017 | Blooming into Mindfulness, Breast Cancer, Mindful Photography
This week’s post is a reprint of a piece I wrote last October, updated to reflect the means by which I plan to support METAvivor.org in 2017. Breast cancer hasn’t gone away, nor has the blind commercialism of Pink October. METAvivor.org continues to use...
by Martha Brettschneider | Aug 19, 2017 | Blooming into Mindfulness, Mindfulness
I’m writing this morning from Seattle’s Whidbey Island. In just a few hours, my niece Elizabeth (Lizzie) will marry the love of her life. Although I have been planted on the East Coast for close to thirty years, the Northwest has always been my touchstone,...
by Martha Brettschneider | Aug 5, 2017 | Blooming into Mindfulness, Meditation, Mindfulness
Hi folks! Last night I returned from Atlanta after a powerful speaking event with the marketing firm Communique´ USA, Inc. My friend Shani Godwin, President & CEO of Communique´, invited me to speak to her team about “How to Boost Productivity, Creativity, and...
by Martha Brettschneider | Jul 28, 2017 | Blooming into Mindfulness, Mindful Photography, Mindful Photography, Mindfulness, Photography
Earlier this week I took myself on an artist date and visited Kenilworth Park and Aquatic Gardens in Washington, D.C. I was on the hunt for water lily and lotus blossom photographs, since I can’t grow these meditative flowers in my own garden. One of the lessons I...
by Martha Brettschneider | Jul 13, 2017 | Blooming into Mindfulness, Life Lessons, Mindful Gardening, Mindful Photography, Mindfulness
This photo, taken a few days ago for #MarthasJulyJoyPhotoChallenge, reminded me once again how much I cherish my friends. I didn’t know what would emerge from the unassuming dahlia tubers my friend Alice shared with me this spring. I was therefore all the more...
