July 2011

  • I am allowed to feel…

    I lose control of me, when I feel I have lost control of others, and it puts me in a very immature action, where my voice gets higher and higher the more I feel I am losing.   What I… Continue reading

  • Living Life.

    Today I was able to see the overall appearance of being broken and being the only repairman to fix me.  To see my life like a broken clock, and have the clock actually doing the repairs while still telling time,… Continue reading

  • To be me…perfectly.

    There seems to be a time in life, where you get off the karmic wheel of your childhood, where you finally come to the end of the road where old beliefs, thoughts and ideas run dry, where you have uncovered,… Continue reading

  • From the Cocoon!

    The Artist’s Way, while it is inspiring for Art, it is also bringing forth an artful self.  It is finding the dark spots where we lost the art of living, the art of being, the art of individuality, where we… Continue reading

  • Keep Me Down

    As I did my yoga after work, a frivolous task I labeled it, since I opted to do this instead of a domestic chore or something of a higher priority, I just went ahead and took the liberties of time… Continue reading

  • It just is.

    This week in The Artist’s Way, we are looking at money, how we spend it and what we think of it, and she is challenging us to seek being frivolous.    As I wrote about Money in the morning pages,… Continue reading

  • Disguised as kindness.

    The word compliment and its twisting definition is trying to find true meaning in my head, for I feel that compliments are an outside expression we are trying to own, like hand-me-down self worth and self esteem.   When I… Continue reading

  • Paying Attention to each part of me.

    In the Sun Magazine they have a section where they give a word or two and you write about it. This month it was called Paying Attention.  “Whenever my husband talks to his mother, brother or sister – on the… Continue reading

  • Growing Lifeless.

    It seems that there is a side of change that continues to catch me off guard, while I eagerly lean towards growth and transformation, I fail to see I am outgrowing friends.   My flippant quote that I clung to… Continue reading

  • She was Me

    I had the opportunity to be on web radio, but more importantly the pleasure of speaking with a kindred spirit about my journey, to feel the ease and flow of conversation minus the struggle of explaining.   She got me…and… Continue reading