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
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
[Here in my little not-so-private space, I have ever-so-slowly been sharing my story of divorce. Part One left off with my husband’s discovery of my affair and my struggles with the stress of it all.] I have spent a good amount of time on the St. Clair river. Enormous freighters frequently pass through its deep … More Fear Becomes Me, Part Two
The Secret Of Life. This short little video above is about life, but instead, it really made me think about death. As a young child I had an abnormal fear of death. I remember several occasions when I was very young, laying awake at night in a layer of sweat worrying about dying. These episodes … More How are you going to go out?