Examples of an Imperfect woman
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Family is Relating.
In the past weeks I have had sister relationships with ladies not related to me, yet we related. And when I tried to relate to those related to me, we failed. What I failed to focus on were… Continue reading
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Living without Me.
Sitting on the ‘passenger’ side of the car but driving gives you a whole new driving experience and a great metaphor for seeing life from another angle. What was natural and instinctual is now taking thought; old driving habits… Continue reading
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Building me on Reality
What has stayed with me from reading “The Four Agreements” the companion book, by Don Miguel Ruiz, is that our faith in something means more than the ‘something’. Simply holding tightly to faith at all costs. I had… Continue reading
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What is true for me.
BE IMPECCABLE WITH YOUR WORD Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love. … Continue reading
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The Four Agreements
On the inside cover of the book, “The Four Agreements” Companion Book by Don Miguel Ruiz with Janet Mills reads… BE IMPECCABLE WITH YOUR WORD Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak… Continue reading
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Shamelessly Me
“Yoga Makes you you” is what Bikram says near the end of the 90 minutes of yoga, and until today I had always envisioned a new me. Today I realized that I get to be me minus the shame.… Continue reading
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A Mother who Walks in Reality.
Last night I read, “Hannah’s Gift” by Maria Housden, Lessons from a Life Fully Lived. What a great gift they gave each other as they bravely faced life as it unfolded for each of them, in truth. For… Continue reading
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Annihilated in a Balloon!
I could envision my self as a little girl and how she sits holding out her hands in shame again, for in them should be love and all she sees is fear. Fear and terror are in her hands.… Continue reading
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Associating with My Truth
I have been fighting my body for so long, fighting with the feelings I have inside, tormenting myself as I struggle to not do, what it wants to do. I fought my body to be close to my parents.… Continue reading
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Fear Moves Me Away From You…
My mother and I had lunch at the Pilgrim River yesterday. Unscheduled, unplanned and unseen. Five years have passed since I laid eyes upon her and she looks the same, dresses the same, and seemed her old self, not… Continue reading
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