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October 22, 2020

Soon after my 200-hour yoga certification, I embarked on becoming a yoga therapist. I enrolled in a three year, 900-hour certification program that met locally one weekend a month. I craved to learn more. Dig deeper. I wanted to further my knowledge and training to hel...

October 16, 2020

I remember the time, roughly ten years ago or so, when my mom and I would talk about yoga. I had been practicing for eight years. My mom neither challenged me about why I started practicing yoga or discouraged me from continuing to use this tool. She also didn't fully...

September 17, 2020


Don't miss the fresh figs 

Or maybe it's the sunrise for you 

The sunset 

Or the last blooming sunflower

Perhaps the moon's glow

Or the deepest dark night spiked with stars

The rainstorm

Wooing you to much-needed rest

Don't miss the clover

Or the papered leaves of corns...

August 27, 2020

I shared a story a few months ago about the Sunday evening my mother stood at her kitchen table, my brother sitting to her left, me sitting to her right, her feet planted firmly in the floor's wood. Her 87-year-old fighting spirit told us what we needed to do, not her....

July 30, 2020

Life may always be threatened with opinions and judgements about causes, hashtags, platforms, movements, and challenges. A voice is given to be used of course, with the free will of deciding whether to be a voice of hate or love; ridicule or respect; discouragement or...

June 21, 2020

Somewhere amid the middle of gratitude and longing, I try every day to reach for the Light of the Heavens. On the eve of the Summer Solstice, I flit and flutter as I try to find sleep on the mattress of a pullout sofa where summer's heat creeps thickly through the scre...

April 22, 2020

When my mom died eight months ago, one of my cousins texted me with a compliment about her. "She was such a force. She will be so missed," she wrote. My cousin is so right. My mom was a soft-spoken woman with an Italian-flared fighting spirit and a voice of her own....

April 6, 2020

While the world moves on

In its peculiar ways still

Stillness moves on too



April 4, 2020

As the day ends now

I have found true fulfillment

In what -

Four nights ago, I sat down to write. The above words are what I wrote down. After a while, when nothing else came to me, I reflected on what I had done during the day. When I changed my perspective of what I tho...

March 31, 2020

You know what? Some days your bread doesn't rise. And you try and bake it anyway with the hope that the baking cycle will do miracles to help dough puff up and shape into a beautiful loaf with a brown dome crust. But it doesn't. After the attempt to bake the bread, it...

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Presence in the Middle

Follow the Light

When I am stripped of my roles as daughter, sister, wife, mother, friend, volunteer, and employee, I am Marie; a woman who rests in the wholly middle of her life. I live on the bridge of harmony that connects me to the light of the human and universal spirit. I rush slowly and linger, both of which invite me to passionately observe the world around me so I don't miss this one life I have been given.  I am also real and authentic, a Sagittarius, and a wanderer in search of the meaning of life -- with an eclectic toolbox to help live an intentional life of well-being for myself and for the greater good. Below are three pieces of the design of The Wholly Middle.



I am on a continuous hunt to be fed in ways to live a life with vitality. The arts inspire me, my Italian roots ground me, and Spirit-filled communities enliven me. We, as a human family, have the choice to either encourage or discourage each other to live with love and lift one another up in sisterhood and brotherhood. In the wholeness of our coming together, we are presented with the opportunity to feast at the table of love.

The Sandwich

For five years, I lived in-between the depths of caring for my mom who was taken over by Alzheimer's and the demands and responsibilities of motherhood. These years were extremely challenging for me, my husband, and four children. Yet, they were also very fulfilling with moments of beauty and a period where we learned one of life's most important lessons: how well we are capable of loving, caring for, and being patient with one another. Because of this experience, I continue to be an Alzheimer's advocate. Caring for a loved one who suffers with memory loss or another illness is difficult, and I continue to share my experience to support others and help them not feel alone.


I am about to turn 50 which is both an exhilarating and interesting feeling. I have chosen to embrace it as a sweet spot of opportunity to contribute more light into the world.  Life experiences have an impact on how we live mentally, emotionally, physically, and spiritually. Society and other distractions and pressures can also have false influences on who we should be, what we should look like, and how we should live. I don't buy into the idea that the fountain of youth dries up by a certain age.  My life experiences have presented me with voids and losses teaching me to live with intention genuinely. I bypass the road of shoulds and shouldn'ts and aim to live with freedom and joy on the winding trail of life.  Even when at times it seems dry or chaotic, the fountain of light provides wisdom that outnumbers age. This wisdom recognizes that beauty exists in the true self of a woman; the authentic person she was born to be without masks, labels, and roles.


Cheerful greetings!  

Life is a brief gift, overflowing with moments offered to be fully taken in and lived. The Wholly Middle is a creative space with the invitation for human heart and soul connection and conversation, in favour of the greater good through authentic thought-provoking, self-reflective, and motivational stories, essays, and poetry. It is a central meeting place to embrace and celebrate the essence of life - the great, the rough, and the gloomy. All of it. Wholly and completely. This, in and of itself, is a practice every single day. 

The Wholly Middle serves as a vessel of love, hope, and honesty to inspire readers to rush slowly and engage in the presence of the beauty and goodness in this world. My hope is for our time together to be filled with quality and meaning.  I believe that when we are authentically and openly connected with one another, we live with greater acceptance and understanding, ultimately living with an inclusive mindset; ultimately embodying peace.

Rush slowly, love, and live~




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