Lucy HamelBRAVERYThe love in bravery. For one person speaking up for themselves can feel like an act of bravery, while for another it could be admitting...
Lucy HamelONLY LOVE IS REAL *Perspective 1Some spirits witnessed the scenes of the day with a star’s eye view, others chose to sit within the earthly bounds. Watching as the...
Lucy HamelONLY LOVE IS REAL *Perspective 2Her closet was jam packed with clothes to make an impact. She had worked hard on this closet. Who she was, and how she expressed herself...
Lucy HamelONLY LOVE IS REAL * Perspective 3Jacob loved that his walk was so silent. As a matter of fact he considered it a super power. He could enter a room undetected like a spy,...
Lucy HamelMAGIC IN THE AIRIt began the way a lot of things on earth do, in the belly of the earth or body, waiting to show life again and again. Or perhaps, the...
Lucy HamelTHE PURITY OF BEINGI was so struck with this artwork by Christian Schloe. It felt so familiar that I wanted to write to you. One of my favorite meditations...
Lucy HamelHUGEOperations and chemo had left him weak and had not had the results intended. He was pissed. As I entered the room to meet him, he sized...
Lucy HamelRESEMBLING LIGHTKaterina woke, yet kept her eyes closed. She needed to pee. Her sigh held resignation. She never made it through the night now without...
Lucy HamelCLEANSING HADESEvery July and August the ancient island filled with a myriad of tourist in search of glamour and abandonment. (It wondered if they knew...
Lucy HamelCHILDREN KNOWChildren know. Remember? There is this feeling when you are running as a child. This feeling of super powers and greatness. The moon...
Lucy HamelASANA LOVE LETTERSElla's thigh was trembling. She stood on her left foot, heal of the right foot raised. Her right arm wrapped under the right thigh, while...
Lucy HamelA HISTORY BOX OF JEWELSI am trying to keep pace with Liz as she strides in the sand. It takes a moment to realize I would prefer to crouch down and photograph...
Lucy HamelTHERE IS ALWAYS MORE TO THE STORYMy son Alex calls me Lucy. He changed from Mom to Lucy when he was about three. It's interesting to me how people react to this. Some...
Lucy HamelBREATHING WITH NANNY AND POPPYI woke this morning on this first day of March with a headache. It’s been there for the last four days, joining the rest of my flu which...
Lucy HamelLEAVING GIRLHOODFay walked toward her mothers' station wagon and climbed up onto the hood. She always craved warmth and the brown hood of the car held...
Lucy HamelTHE OCEAN'S AURA"You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become...
Lucy HamelA WALKING CONVERSATIONA cold December years ago, my son Alex and I met up with my father in Zurich to celebrate Christmas. The morning after our arrival a snow...
Lucy HamelMR SMITHAs a girl, I had a wise and gentle neighbor, I'll call him Mr Smith. He lived with his wife and children in the house to our right. One...
Lucy HamelTRAVELINGI have this absolute love of travel. Be it sitting on an airplane looking out of my window and watching the clouds, to sipping a drink in...