I M Perfect lady

December 2010

  • Resolve who I am.

    It is New Year’s Eve, the day we all sit down and look at the balance sheets of life, pour over our faults and choose one or two that we feel must go, and then declare to everyone we will… Continue reading

  • Confines of a Well

    There seems to be two perceptions. The Perceptions with choices and the perception of no choices or the perceptions of freedom or the perceptions of limited and no choice. And depending upon which land you occupy you will have a… Continue reading

  • Perception is a choice.

    Chapter nine, Perception is a choice, from “You are What you Love,” by Vaishali Perception is the magic carpet that either elevates us into Heaven or plummets us into hell. Perception is how we behold the divine in everything and… Continue reading

  • I Can

    As I look backwards on this year I am happy with the way that I stayed the course in yoga, by not succumbing to the voice that wanted me to give it up. Between the voice and the lazy feelings… Continue reading

  • Tamper with Reality.

    I was asked after my last blog, if others will think I am crazy, and perhaps they will. However, unless you have lived a life deeply in denial where your head view of life is not what is actually going… Continue reading

  • A Life Review of Feelings

    While in yoga yesterday, I wondered if the body could express itself without a head, is there a way to vent your feelings below the neck? It seems to me that the head holds all the valves of release. Our… Continue reading

  • Joined them back together.

    The way I described this past Christmas was an ugly beautiful one, where inside I was so dark and the outside so light, how mental psyche steers my world, not the decorations on the outside. I was clearly shown that… Continue reading

  • Where I stopped caring for me.

    As I read back a few days in my blog, I saw where the trimmings had a hold of me and almost ruined Christmas, and then the actions and expectations did the job the trimmings had started. It is like… Continue reading

  • Against my Mind.

    What an odd Christmas I had, it was almost like an out of body experience, certainly out of control, where Christmas joy seemed to mock me outside, yet inside lay a storm of hurt, anger, sorrow, confusion, resentment, more confusion… Continue reading

  • Keep My Merry Inside.

    My expectations got the best of me, my innocent belief and assumptions had me sitting in a pile of resentment, a pile I had made myself. My greatest failings are to ask questions to see how their plans will affect… Continue reading