Lately, I am feeling absolved of ambition. And I don’t see this is a bad thing. It goes against the Western programming of Go, Get, Greed. I am not rejecting abundance, nor striving for it. I suppose, like a blossom, I open to the light that’s around me and close during harsh conditions. I am… Continue reading Pregnancy: 30 Weeks, Reflecting on Self, Ambition, Need
Fires in our area are mostly contained. Here is a beautiful sunset:
Day two in a smokey house. Day one started with me turning on the heater. Not the best choice given that your AC system pulls air from the outside and pumps it in. I turned off the heater a couple hours later, realizing my mistake. The house grew smokier throughout the day. After dinner,… Continue reading Wildfires: A Comedy
12 days until I get married, and I’m crying like there’s been a death. I guess there has been — a month ago, a close friend: the mother of two people I care about so deeply, who feel like family from another life. Many lives. It’s all tied together — the joy of creating the new with the… Continue reading confessions from an almost-married woman.
When the sun bears its bright light and all of earth seems to sing. I bask inside the colors and let life rise in me.
I woke up to a work e-mail that was not the most pleasant.
It colored all my thoughts a glassy blend of dark blue-gray.
After I responded, I started to deal with the internal and bodily reactions of being provoked by conflict.
Knot in the stomach. Anger. Judgement. Interrogation. Fear.
In a flash, I witnessed a beautiful thought: God is bigger than this problem.
I repeated it again and smiled.
But, the bitter thoughts returned.
It’s all too easy to get wrapped up in the NON-happenings—the things we want but are not yet here. I’ve written a note to self, grounding me in what is important. The pretty PDF version is attached in the link below if you like uplifting templates with your uplifting messages. Please feel free to apply these concepts to yourself, or write your own letter. It’s therapeutic.
Don’t let fear sit in the Director’s Chair. Let’s do some mind-training exercises that will create the reality you’d rather see in full motion. Repeat after me.
After reading The Nightingale, WW2 won’t get out of my head. A good book transports you; a great book makes you forget that you aren’t actually there. France in WW2 is not the happiest place to take a mental vacation. But I can’t help but see the significance in modern times, how I ended the… Continue reading The Nightingale and Now: A Trip to WW2
“Women are still in emotional bondage as long as we need to worry that we might have to make a choice between being heard and being loved.” ― Marianne Williamson, A Woman’s Worth This isn’t to say we are victims. We are not. We have been conditioned, sure. To divide love into parts: what is acceptable; what… Continue reading Being Heard and Being Loved