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35 years and farting…

Thirty-five years ago today, I know exactly what I was doing and how I was feeling.  I was single. Scared shitless, wondering if I’m making the right decision. Overwhelmed and totally clueless as to what the heck I was saying “I do” to… and, truth be known, clueless as to WHO I was saying “IContinue reading “35 years and farting…”

Just So Much

You are loved. Just so much. I’ve had a rough few weeks. Grief is never an easy once-and-done. The depth and width, height and length of “the journey in and through” is usually overwhelming. Just so much. So much for the emotional body – oh, that heart! Lots to allow to be there, to feel…Continue reading “Just So Much”

THE GIFT OF REJECTION

Two roads diverged in a wood… and I, I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost I have a confession to make. Though I do not consider myself an easily intimidated person, I am – gulp – well, truth is, I am afraid of being rejected. There,Continue reading “THE GIFT OF REJECTION”

Appreciate Me, Dammit!

Photo by Kevin Menajang from Pexels The deepest human need is the need to feel appreciated. William James, Psychologist We all want to feel appreciated, to some degree or another. Right? Even the most humble and self-assured among us desire even a little bit of attention, affirmation, love.  How many times have you felt unappreciated? Unloved? Unseen?  HaveContinue reading “Appreciate Me, Dammit!”

Through… <3

Photo by Ashley Williams from Pexels When listening, do so through your heart.  – Dr. Gabor Mate My daughter has a gift. She listens. Full on, eye-to-eye and heart-to-heart. You. Are. It. How incredibly healing this is… when no solutions are presented. Just space. Attention. Love. Space. Attention. Love. Have you ever been truly listened to? I mean,Continue reading “Through… <3”

13 Months

Thirteen months. It’s been thirteen months since I got my hair cut. Yesterday, I met with my gal and she trimmed me up good. Said I sure needed it. Well, ya know, thirteen months and all. Last time I went, I told her to chop it off. Seven inches of my hair lay on theContinue reading “13 Months”