Hiya friends! Yeah, I'm awkward at this - the "list". I can't just slap something on the page and exclaim "Let's have at it!!" No. Mull and more mulling must happen. Geesh. It's like I'm writing the Ten Commandments (as in cast in stone and all that). Of course, nothing has to be that serious. …
Tag: meditation
Anger Can Be Addictive…
Feelings offer a mixed bag of opportunities. They’re great when all sunshine and puppies, but when, for example, we get angry, well, that’s what I call a “de-state” which simply means it’s neither productive nor helpful unless addressed ASAP. A “de-state” asks, or rather, demands attention. That’s good, of course. The challenge is to respond …
More of the same.
I haven’t been out the last couple of days. The weather’s been great, but the days have passed while I try to sort out me life yet again. More change is a foot and I need to make some tough decisions. After couch surfing for roughly five years, I’ve decided it’s time to stop. I …
Let the sun catch you…
Writing has to become fluid again so I am posting to that end today. I’ll not think too deeply, review too carefully, or critique too harshly. Instead, my thoughts will flow from fingertips to computer keys to the word document that I’ll then simply load to my site. Like a stream, easy. A friend, whose …
Make a list…
It seems especially difficult to finish a post these days. For the first time ever, I’ve two documents open with writing on both, and cannot finish either. Furthermore, I don't feel them remotely suitable. The blog is supposed to be spontaneously written, so that much struggle defeats the purpose. So, I’ve abandoned both and decided …
Every. Two. Hours.
If you’ve read a few, or better yet, several of my posts, you’ll know I often whine about being tired. It’s ridiculous to drone on about it, but I do. Apologies. Anyhoo, earlier this week, I realised I’m not so much tired as weary; that being the more appropriate description for what I experience, so …
We all have ’em…
I re-watched a good movie from years ago the other night. The ending brought me to a place I’ve not been for a while, if ever. The scene was a reunion of mother and son, the latter having been told the mother had died. As I watched the onscreen embrace, my heart ached a bit. …
Taking a higher road…
In the checkout line at the grocery store today an altercation erupted between a patron and the cashier. It had to do with the purchase of liquor for minors. The strawberry blonde refused to sell two cases of beer, politely stating it was illegal to do so. The clerk remained polite, non-confrontational, and calm despite …
Can you find your word?
Funnily enough I’ve started three different blogs over two days and not finished one. Wow. This is numero quarto and a first at the same time. It’s a first because I’ve never left a paragraph sit unfinished. Can’t say I know what’s up. It’s like I’ve lost my hands because my head doesn’t stop. I’m …