Do I have a dual personality? Why is it on some days I feel like I can conquer the world? I go about my day with confidence and purpose. Things just fall into place. Problems, schroblems! There are no problems. Life is beautiful. Everyone is beautiful! Look at the sky…it’s glorious! My hair looks fan-freakin’-tastic … More Are you talkin’ to me?
I woke up yesterday morning not feeling the greatest. I felt overwhelmed and underwhelmed with life all at the same time. I am quite confident that anyone with a pulse has been there. With so many projects in the works and not sure any of it is taking me anywhere, I felt stuck in the … More Embracing a Bad Day
For the past bunch of months, I have been meditating. My brain, much like most I’m sure, runs on overdrive. When I’m not organizing every minute of the day, I am problem solving. It seems there is always something to “figure out.” Whether it is something innocuous like, what color should I paint a … More Signs, signs, everywhere signs.
Just days ago, I was on a trip like no other trip. It was not a vacation where we run to and fro collecting as many sites and experiences as possible, but rather an exploration and awakening of my soul. A meditation retreat. A place where I found safe haven, love and life-long friends. It … More It was easy there.
Are you selfish or selfless? When I decided to divorce, I was called selfish more times than I can count. Others thought I was putting myself first before my husband and children. In fact, I was, but I did it just as much for myself as I did it for my children. I was selfish … More Being selfish gets a bad rap.
The lovely, witty, funny, and talented Amanda Insidethelifeofmoi allowed ME to write the following Guest Post for her hugely successful blog! If your one of the few who are not already following her, please check her out! Thanks again Amanda! This may seem a bit selfish at first glance. The “me, me, me,” of my … More What the bleep do I want?
Fear Becomes Me, Part Two, is where I last left my story of divorce. If I had to name the darkest hour of my life, it would be where I am now in my story. The fear of being sick ruled my mind, and thus my life on every level. It was a miserable existence … More A Book Is All It Took