“I need to talk to her, I love her and miss her, please give this message to her”. This is what my Maternal Influence – as I call her – texts my husband. Continue reading “Write her a letter, he said.”
“I need to talk to her, I love her and miss her, please give this message to her”. This is what my Maternal Influence – as I call her – texts my husband. Continue reading “Write her a letter, he said.”
If just for today…
If just for today we appreciate our commitment to being alive. Continue reading “If Just For Today”
Sometimes your gifts and talents are barely visible, just under the surface. Often concealed by pretty weighty assaults you’ve collected on your path. Attacks on your self-worth. Attacks on your personal power. Attacks on your right to simply live and BE. Absorbing comments from others… “It’ll never work”, “You can’t make a living doing THAT”, “Don’t brag, no-one likes a show off”, “Better stick to your day job”, “What do you think you’re special or something?”
Then there’s the INNER chatter, the burlap you cover yourself with… I’m not really good at this, What I can do is not so special, People will laugh at me, What if it doesn’t work out? I’ll look foolish, bla, bla, bla.
Awareness is a tool, like a backhoe. Working, cultivating, excavating your inner land, your toughest rocks, your fibrous burlap. It’s 2019! Draft a plan, devise a blueprint, do it anyway. Move that shit OUT. Survey YOUR land, notice the rocks and ground covers in your life, how you dumb down who you are, what you are capable of….
Who would YOU be free to BE without the thoughts and ideas you have adopted to keep yourself small and safe? Fill the backhoe up with divine fuel, it’s time to shine, no apologies. Take a chance and show the world the buried treasure of YOU.
Lifelong commitment is not what everyone thinks it is. It’s not waking up early every morning to make breakfast and eat together. It’s not cuddling in bed together until both of you peacefully fall asleep, well…sometimes. It’s not a spotless home and a gourmet meal every night. It’s messy, unkept hair and wrinkled pajamas, morning breath and sneaking off to get the first shower.
It’s someone who steals all the covers. Snores on the inhale and exhale. It’s the occasional slammed door, and a few harsh words, disagreeing, and the silent treatment until your hearts heal. Then…making up and becoming friends again.
It’s coming home to the same person everyday that you know loves and cares about you, in spite of and because of who you are. It’s laughing about the stupid things we get ourselves into, sometimes lots of stupid things. Knowing that everything eventually works itself out. It’s about dirty laundry, junk mail, shutting off the lights in rooms that are vacant and mud tracked in all Spring -without finger pointing. It’s about helping each other with the hard work of life, even when you’re not particularly good at it. It’s about swallowing the negative comments instead of letting them out of your mouth.
It’s about sitting down to eat, physically exhausted, at 9pm after 12 hours of hard labor in the yard. It’s when you have an emotional breakdown, and he/she wraps their arms around you and tells you everything is going to be just fine and you believe them. It’s when you find comfort in watching the shows we know each other likes. Content to sit and hang out, enjoying sharing the silence together, without having to fill each moment with small talk. It’s about still loving someone even though sometimes they make you absolutely insane.
Living with the person you love is not perfect, it’s hard, amazing, impossible and comforting all at the same time❤
Here we are, Christmas quickly approaching. So of course I have no plans to spend time with my family on Christmas Eve. Flirting with attending vs. not attending family gatherings for 15 years, Continue reading “The Unlikely Christmas Card”
So, the Holidays, hmmmmm. I’m guessing that some of my readers may be very excited for Holidays. I am also knowing that there’s a whole other section of the general pop who are digging themselves a large hole, preparing to jump in to escape all things “family celebration”. Continue reading “How To Survive (The Family) Holidays – 13 Joyful Hacks”
I miss looking under rocks for cool bugs to put in our bug-house. I miss packing a thermos of hot chocolate, 3 sandwiches and grabbing a loaf of stale bread to spend quality time with the beach seagulls. Continue reading “For The Love of Gratitude 12/1/2018”
For The Love of Gratitude 11/28
Today I am thankful to be able to listen. Not trying to get someone to see anything, know anything, or be anything different than what they are. Being present and holding back my opinion, judgement, bias and beliefs. Making room for pause, breath and compassion when witnessing someone’s hurt. So grateful for the opportunity to listen 💜
For The Love of Gratitude 11/27
Today I am thankful for the ability to SEE. Visual acuity? Yes, of course… But not only the ability to physically “see” but the DESIRE to self heal, excavating through the valleys of the human condition- seeing what is hidden, disowned, denied in ourselves…is what I’m most thankful for.
Even if. Even if what I see isn’t fucking glamorous. Even if what I see isn’t what I want for myself. Even if what I see brings me to my knees. Today I’m sharing my gratitude for the strength and perseverance to keep on keeping on for the betterment of my life.
#desire #beseen #thankful #roomwithaview #seethis #thirdeye

Oh, the rain falling. Reminds me of all the parts of myself that are falling away. Parts that I won’t miss. Continue reading “Cleansing and Clearing”
Why do we walk around as if… Continue reading “As If”
I was with a woman last night who really has it out for herself. I mean, the car felt crowded and it was only the 2 of us in there. She felt heavy. If stared at her long enough I might get a clear pic of the degrading bastard who grips her aliveness. This invisible energy that slaughters her every attempt she makes… to shine. The invisible beast with tentacles, squeezing the happy, proud, self-confidence right out of her.
Continue reading “Careful, Your Self-Talk Is Showing”
It’s Friiiiiiday, it’s FRIday, it’s Fridaaaaayyyyy! It’s finally here, the day we’ve been waiting for. Arriving in secret, as most of us are on our third dream. Slipping in, around, under the cracks. Continue reading “Holy Hell, Happy Friday”
The power of your voice is amazing. Expressing what’s true for you, personally. It’s where freedom lives Continue reading “Anyway”

Walking down the sidewalk, my rolling cart’s wheel was stopped dead by a deep crack. Yanked my bag right from my hand. The cart smashed to the ground, Continue reading “Growned up”
Adorn yourself with lovely things. What are we saving our best shit for? Don’t save the outfit, those shoes, those earrings that resemble a chandelier – for a special occasion. Continue reading “We ARE The Event”
I really feel sick with what is going on in this world. Not fearful. Just disgusted. Honestly, I listen to/watch very little TV and other Media. I have no container. Continue reading “Just Stop Talking”
daily dose of REAL:
I feel a little piece of myself in everyone I know, everyone I meet. Continue reading “daily dose of REAL”
I look down, casually at my legs and notice blue dye all over my pants, kinda dark when I got dressed today. Continue reading “Small Stuffs”
We all promise ourselves things over n over. I’ll lose the weight, I’ll be on time, I won’t put up with it, I’ll do better, I’ll change, I’ll make them see, I’ll stop ____… yet we can’t seem to stick with it. There’s nothing wrong with you. Just begin again. Be kind to yourself.
How can we expect anyone to cut us slack/give us a break when we don’t do the same for ourselves? Begin Again. And again. And again. Be gentle with yourself. Celebrate your perseverance – the small successes.
It’s an inside job. You’re the only one who can do it. Begin Again
