Karen's stories have appeared in *Newsweek*, *The Christian Science Monitor*, and *Pack and Paddle Magazine* and she's the author of *Are You Taking Me Home Now?: Adventures with Dad*, *The Second Hundred Years: Further Adventures with Dad*, *The Brush of Angel Wings*, *The Madcap Christian Scientist* series, *A Poem Sits on my Windowsill*, *Finding the Rainbows: Lessons from Dad and Mom*, and co-author of *The Humoristian Chronicles: A Most Unusual Fellowship*. Her photos are featured in the spring 2014 edition of the *Bellingham Review*, and the "Photos from the Field" page of the April/May 2017, December/January 2018-2019, April/May 2019, and June/July 2020 issues of of *Mother Earth News*. Her photos can be found here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/60803140@N06/
Her books can be found here: http://www.amazon.com/Karen-Molenaar-Terrell/e/B0044P90RQ/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1312060042&sr=8-
feel the almighty presence of Love enveloping you in strong Father-arms in a gentle Mother-embrace protecting, holding you close and dear
hear the voice of Life in your ear – laughing with joy, singing in sweet harmony conducting all of infinity in a symphony of never-ending celebration
see all of infinite creation within the murmuration of Mind – moving at His will never outside the One – Source of all movement and animation
smell and taste the fragrance of Soul’s creation pure and clean and kind, healthy and whole – the Word of Truth sustaining, nourishing, maintaining all that is good and true for you and all. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
“O taste and see that the Lord is good!” (Psalms 34:8)
Sunrise Over Skagit County, Washington. Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell.
Really, Karen? Did you really think everyone who knew you would like you? And did you really think there was something wrong with you if they didn’t? P’shaw. Get over yourself. People’s lives don’t revolve around you and what you said and what you did and what you thought. For God’s sake, move on, woman! -Karen Molenaar Terrell
What is this choice I’m making? Why this stubborn resistance when I know I can reach out to Love and find her right now, right here? What keeps me from doing that? What keeps me from drawing near to my Mother-Father – to what’s dear to me?
Nothing.
Nothing can separate me from Love – not stubborn resistance or mortal mind’s push and shove or incessant insistence of its own power and ego.
Love is here, I know – tenderly enfolding me in Her arms even as I type and no foe – neither a mortal life, nor death; nor what’s now, nor what’s ahead – not what’s past, nor what I dread – nor what’s high or in the deepest bed; neither the foot, nor the head; nor feeling a lack of food, or overfed; neither what follows, nor what led; neither what’s read, or said – alpha or zed – separates me from the All that is Good and mine to claim right now. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. -Romans 8:38-39
Grateful for the courage of those in the armed services. Grateful for the courage of those in the foreign service. Grateful for the courage of those who serve on the front line – for those who choose to spend their life’s time as law enforcement officers on the beat; as teachers in classrooms; and social workers on the streets. as grocery store workers; librarians; pilots; musicians and artists; caregivers; journalists; EMT, firefighters, nurses and doctors. Grateful for all people who work their hardest to bring kindness to a world that sometimes seems lost in darkness. Thank you for your service. Thank you for being brave. Just leaving the house these days seems an act of faith.
the instinct is to fold in on myself hide away in a dark corner somewhere away from the cacophony and the bells and whistles – in a quiet padded lair away from worry, stress, and care just close the door to my closet and pray a silent prayer hoping to feel hope again hoping to find stillness in the din to find a place where we can all win and find peace -Karen Molenaar Terrell
Yesterday – before I knew – I felt this sudden deep sense of loss. It was like a shadow passed over me and I felt cold. And scared. And I found myself reaching out in my thoughts to the power and presence of Love that I’ve come to trust is always there for me – even in the darkest times. I asked a question that seemed odd and weirdly morose at the time: “Will you be there for me at the end? Will you help me through?” The answer was immediate – I felt enveloped in this warm blanket of love. “Yes. Always. Trust.”
I’m going to hang onto that – through the cries of “Civil War!” made by the brainwashed and misguided; through the shrieks of “More guns! More guns is the answer!” by the terrified and confused; through the schemes and screams of the financially entitled and politically powerful, of the bigots, busybodies, and bullies.
“Trust. Love wins. Always.” -Karen Molenaar Terrell
Yes, emotional and mental health is a huge problem in our society. People are feeling without hope, discouraged, unloved, disrespected, shamed and humiliated and bullied. We live in a culture that’s big into shaming each other – it’s not healthy. And we need to address all of that, for sure. But all of that is going to take time. You can’t just put a bandaid on that kind of hurt and call it “fixed.”
A more immediate thing we CAN do is put restrictions on guns. I can understand people owning guns for hunting or recreational target practice. But I see no reason why the type of rapid-fire weapon used by that high schooler should be on the market for anyone to buy. That just seems insane to me.
I had this moment of clarity today – everything stilled within me and I realized I didn’t have to be anywhere else or be doing anything else or be anyone else or wait for any other time – I had everything I needed to be happy right there, right then, in that moment. Whoah. -Karen Molenaar Terrell.
Mental Health Story #2 (for Mental Health Awareness Month):
So, a few years after I went through that massive life-changing depression, I had the opportunity to experience another bout of mental dis-ease. (My doctor diagnosed “severe anxiety.”) I think the first experience helped prepare me for the second experience, actually. I went into this one equipped with some tools.
This time the experience wasn’t from inside me – this one was caused by external stress that, I thought, I had no control over and that, I thought, I was powerless to change. I felt trapped and couldn’t see any way to make things better for myself.
Unlike my first experience with mental illnes, this time I did see a professional for help. When I called my health insurance hotline to get help, the woman on the other end of the line asked me a series of questions. One of the last questions she asked me was also one of the hardest questions I’ve ever had to answer in my life: “Have you contemplated suicide in the last week?” I was so ashamed and embarrassed. I told her I had. She asked me if I’d contemplated a method. I told her I had.
She asked me why I hadn’t gone through with it, and I told her I hadn’t gone through with it because “I am a chicken shit, and I thought it might hurt.” She started laughing then – which is the best thing she could have done for me – and told me I’d given her a really healthy answer.
The woman on the other end of the phone found a counselor for me, but when I called the counselor’s office I learned this woman was a psychologist – and I told her office that I didn’t really need a psychologist – my problem wasn’t that serious – I just needed a counselor. The receptionist said she’d have the psychologist call me back. When the psychologist called me back, she assured me that she was, basically, just a counselor with a doctor’s degree and encouraged me to come in and see her. So I did.
My first session with her I just sat there and blubbered. My second session with her I blubbered some more and told her all the things I was expected to change in my current teaching position – things I had no control over – and I didn’t see how I could change “and…and…”
The psychologist asked me, “Do you plan to go back to that positiion?” I told her I didn’t see how I could. And then she asked me a question that completely changed the course of my life: “Then why do you need to fix these things?”
Whoah. It was like a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders in that moment. I saw that these things weren’t my problem anymore. I didn’t need to worry about them!
From that moment on our sessions together became all about creating a new life for myself. She helped me recognize the things in my life that were making me, literally, crazy, and that I needed to throw out; and she helped me recognize the things I needed to bring more into my life – creative things, artsy things, Soul-things. She helped me see there WERE options and I wasn’t trapped.
I ended up being led to apply for a new teaching position – working with students who were dealing with challenges and obstacles in their young lives that most of us have never had to experience. I found a healthy purpose in my professional life again, and a renewed love for teaching.
From this experience, I learned that we’re never trapped, and there’s always an answer – even if we can’t see it right away. As my wonderful friend, Laura Lavigne, says: “There are things we know we know. There are things we know we don’t know. And there are a whole lot of things we don’t know we don’t know – and THAT is where the magic is!”
This experience happened more than a decade ago. I’m retired now. I’m so glad I was able to retire from my career feeling good about teaching, and about myself. I got to give the keynote speech and sing a song at the graduation that year, and celebrate the beauty of education. And all of that happened because I found the courage to make that phone call, and find help for myself. Talking with a professional helped me unlock the mental bars and see the possibilities for my life.
“Willingness to become as a little child and to leave the old for the new, renders thought receptive of the advanced idea. Gladness to leave the false landmarks and joy to see them disappear, – this disposition helps to precipitate the ultimate harmony.” – Mary Baker Eddy
Lake Padden Forest (Photo by Karen Molenaar Terrell)