Teachers are Everywhere

WOAH this week got a little ugly. That last day that I wrote ended with me in a fetal position bawling on the shag rug next to the fireplace around midnight- way past my bedtime. My mood was much lighter the following day. I think much of this was hormonal, plus holiday stress. I amContinue reading “Teachers are Everywhere”

Ho’oponopono

Ho’oponopono is a magic prayer. I’m not very proud of my post from yesterday. It screams ‘Pity Party’. Before I wrote, I knew that I needed some gratitude practice. So before I even started, I jotted this down: It did help, along with writing my post. I cried during meditation yesterday and today. I thinkContinue reading “Ho’oponopono”

Running

Everything is bothering me today, this week, this month, actually. I’m usually pretty upbeat & grateful, but my ego has my head exhausted. Maybe it’s being stuck in a dirty house with so many men. There is often tension between my hubby and my teenage nephew, who isn’t used to discipline and quite frankly, ITContinue reading “Running”

Day 612 and the Ancy Ego

I feel like I grew a little this Thanksgiving holiday. I’m more focused on what I need to feel peaceful and honoring that. In the past I was too compliant and felt way too bad skipping a holiday. Have I become selfish? Having a trip planned for Christians has been the best therapy for theContinue reading “Day 612 and the Ancy Ego”

Deadsgiving

Today is Thanksgiving here in the United States. People all over will be cooking, eating, watching football, doing LOTS of drinking. Then the really crazy ones will wake up early tomorrow morning to get the good ‘Black Friday’ deals. I’m not exactly sure when I began to despise the holidays. Probably after a few yearsContinue reading “Deadsgiving”

When the Party’s Over: The Pitcher Plant Theory

Drinking in my 20’s was so much fun. At 22, I met my hubby at a small, rickety, hole-in-the-wall bar.  It wasn’t a place my friend and I went to find a husband, we even bet who could find the guy with the most teeth (we were in our 20’s and MEAN AF). I vaguelyContinue reading “When the Party’s Over: The Pitcher Plant Theory”

Dead Birds

For the longest time, I haven’t been the biggest fan of birds. I think it started when I was a teenager working at the vet clinic. We had an avian doctor and I hated, repeat hated working with the birds. They were so delicate, you could crush them with the wrong move of your finger,Continue reading “Dead Birds”

The Vanishing Middle Class

There’s a silent war going on, and it appears to be going unnoticed. There’s a large divide, the haves and the have nots, and I’ve never seen anything like it in my adult life. I don’t know, maybe I’m noticing because I’m directly in the middle, and if shit really hits the fan, I couldContinue reading “The Vanishing Middle Class”

Day 490 and ODAAT

As I predicted, my inner alcoholic voice, Betsy (DeVos), has been doing pushups while I’ve been working my soul off and has returned to torture my thoughts.  She’s not too bad yet, but this is how it starts.  She sees a vulnerability and jumps on it. My best friend is getting married in September andContinue reading “Day 490 and ODAAT”