Simply Sabrina

Musings, Insights, and Inspiration

Because You Said So

It’s Saturday night, I put my nightgown with the little lavender flowers and my Pooh bear inside, close the lid and fasten the brass latch. My heart feels like it’s going to run away without me.

I grab the plastic handle on my royal blue suitcase and tiptoe to the front door. I slowimagely turn the knob. The lock releases and tries to tattle on me. No one comes.

I pull the wooden door across the lush green carpet and squeeze behind it to push open the screen door. I back outside without a breath or sound, and close both doors behind me. That was easy.

A “no,” simply “because I said so” won’t stop me. I’ll walk! (more…)

In Damaged Imperfection, True Beauty Shines

He jumped down from the back of Chad’s truck. I stepped back, and let out a nervous laugh.  The pictures hadn’t prepared me. You wouldn’t describe him as beautiful. HeIMG_6478 was awkward. His bluish-gray gigantic head rested upon his broad shoulders, as his wide-set brown eyes and drooling jowls overshadowed his tiny waist. He resembled a prehistoric beast.

Chad moved from North Carolina to work in our family business, and we agreed to adopt Dink due to the ban in Denver. As an experienced Pit Bull owner, I know they make great family dogs, but he was on a trial basis. I wasn’t sure he’d stay.

It didn’t take long to discover that behind his intimidating physique, there was an endless pool of love. His heart was bigger than his head. He (more…)

Dink: A Love Story

I unpacked the Amazon package and replaced Ceiro’s battery in her dog collar right away. But I dismissed my thought about about replacing Dink’s and putting it on him.

He may still be here if I hadn’t been lazy. I feel like I failed him.

20130824_201743Anyone that had the pleasure of meeting Dink knew what it was like to be truly loved. I only had the pleasure of being The Dinkster’s mom for fifteen months.  Our dear friend, Chad, and his son, Lewis, asked us to adopt him when they moved from Charlotte to Denver due to the Pit Bull Ban. I had seen pictures, but they didn’t do him justice, I was completely surprised by his huge head. He is a Razor’s Edge (more…)

One Woman’s Quest for a Vision

At the Arise Music Festival, my friend, Cheryl, asked if I’d be interested in doing a Vision Quest. My soul emphatically responded, “YES!” I was simultaneously excited and intimidated which always means something powerful will take place.

Native American culture fascinates me; I love the deep connection and appreciation of Mother Earth and the animal kingdom. I’ve had the honor of participating in a couple of sweat lodges and a Vision Quest is something I’ve always wanted to experience, but never actively pursued. My husband, Greg, decided he wanted to do it too. However, the original selected dates didn’t work for us, so we released it. When the dates shifted it easily fit into our schedule. (more…)

I’m Alive!

frantiThe lights dim, a big smile moves across my face, the band takes their places and the room is filled with the drumbeat and strumming guitars, my body bounces to the rhythm. I’m in the second row, stage right, with a perfect view. I sing along to the opening lyrics, “I’m gonna die, oooh, I’m gonna die, but it won’t, be tonight.”

No, tonight is going to be a great night. It’s only been 48 hours since I saw Michael Franti and Spearhead in a dusty campground at the Arise Music Festival, but this intimate venue at the Belly Up in Aspen feels like a private concert, and a lot has happened since then. I need this.

There is an unexpected repetitive bumping into my left hip, (more…)

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