Yet, in that chaotic dance of blame and judgment, I absorbed the lesson that harshness equaled control. I began to mirror that unrelenting scrutiny, not just directing it at my mom but eventually turning it inward, trapping myself in a cycle of shame. I wrapped everyone in my own glitter of criticism, thinking I could somehow manage the chaos around me, only to find myself tangled in it as well.
Wings to fly What makes a rock valuable? Would you go out of your way just to check one out? Probably not! And how about an old picture—does it mean anything to you? Our sense of value is pretty interesting and complex. We tend to categorize things to figure out how important they are. For… Read more: Self – Confidence or Worth
This week, I wrapped up another visit to the doctor, and it was all the regular questions—my ongoing struggles with anxiety and those pesky sleep issues. Unfortunately, when I brought up my concerns about waking up multiple times throughout the night, he shrugged it off. Apparently, as we age, we start to revert to a… Read more: Is Health Care Healthy?
The rain has persisted for days, bringing with it a pounding headache. Yet, as an adult, I embrace the journey forward. Life continues, and so do I. We cope. We find strength in ourselves or in the life around us. When you are doing well, build up some reserves. What makes you feel good? Cozy… Read more: Views from Instagram
A Generation Speaks In the 1960s, I was a girl growing up in an age when women were burning their bras, superheroes could be female, Wonder Woman saved the day, and little girls dreamed of being police officers and moms. —not looking to others for one’s opinions or for guidance in conduct-“Independent.” Shaped by their… Read more: Silly Girl
Every day, we see things around us that affect how we think. Advertisements tell us we should go on a fun vacation or get a new car. They say we need new items like clothes or decorations for our homes. They encourage us to change things, make them look better, and buy more new things.… Read more: Blessings, Rituals, and Spells
People stick to you—their moods, kind words, weird beliefs, clothing choices. I’ve read that we pick up each other’s bacteria. Your germs mix with mine and we develop unique mixes in our home and work space. It’s called microbiome. Think about this for a few moments. You contribute and receive without deliberately trying. “ The… Read more: Sticky
Fishing seems simple. A rod, reel, and some type of bait. When I was young, probably six or eight years old, my family went to a nearby river on a sunny afternoon. My brothers loved to fish. I wanted to learn, so I begged for someone to teach me. This doesn’t look like fishing. My… Read more: Finding Our True Desire
It’s Summer. Where’s the vacation? Summer air should always smell of coconut oil and sound like water splashing in a pool. Even though school has started, my fingers cling to the edge of summer like gripping the edge of a precipice. Where do your thoughts go at the end of summer? Mine has been turning… Read more: Clinging to Summer
There are no levels to score in life. Get that out of your head. I’m learning how to live each day. And I’m still learning. We are not broken or incomplete. I hope you live as you wish to live. Roll with life’s punches. Not everyone wants to get married or have children. Some will… Read more: X…who are you?
I want to play wear jeans withholeschasefrogs muddy shorts running water splashing havefunlaughingI am enoughpopping balloons tossing balls hot slideshappy feet dancing rainhandsclappingvoices loud singing me being meI am enough Thank you for showing up.
Where’s the personality? At a recent work pep rally, they reminded us to go beyond the ordinary and stressed that being on time is expected. On another note, being human, showing kindness and charm, and having caring attitudes are what give today’s employees an edge. We need to remember kindness.
The world feels dark, but I know we crossed over the June Solstice line. That means Summer in all of her brightness is here. Summer She’s a generous aunt, sashaying through the door, arms loaded with gifts, long hair flowing, and ready for fun. Do we know how to greet her? Will we welcome her… Read more: Venus
This was written in fun on a day when I needed some stress relief. CASE NUMBER: 2022-001 PARTIES: STATEMENT OF THE CASE: ARGUMENTS: PRAYER FOR RELIEF: In light of the foregoing, the Plaintiff respectfully requests the following relief from this Court: DATED this 3rd day of June 2024. Written with the assistance of AI
All I saw in front of me was angry traffic, and it was backed up for miles, so I got off the highway. I was late for work and late for work traffic. It’s not a situation for clear thinking. I took to the side streets, but something felt off. I looked around. I wasn’t… Read more: Don’t Panic
Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow. Recently, I have been diving into YouTube and Instagram reel-making. At first I thought, I don’t need to be in them. I blog, so I want to make them an extension of my personal goal. I enjoy encouraging people and sharing… Read more: Life’s Journey
Orange Car–Where did you come from? Yale is a speed zone in my area. I slammed on my brakes. Burnt orange sedan, shiny. I noticed its two-toned paint as it sped in front of me. I watched as it weaved through traffic nearly clipping a black car’s fender. Was there no regard for safety? Every… Read more: Racing on Yale
I can’t allowmyself tobe snagged. I won’t be caughtby barbs of angerfrom small, pettypeople. Let it drop.Focus. Breathe.Now,at this moment,what’s important?Love. Joy.People. Pull past the rip of clothand keep going. Janet
Describe the most ambitious DIY project you’ve ever taken on. As a young mom, I had a fixer-upper home to live in. Two items were my inspirations. First was the living room paneling. Dark, old, and cheap—it had to go. I bought wallpaper made to cover rough surfaces and then painted it white. Second was… Read more: Cabinet Renovation, The Work
Today is cold. It’s unbearable for wimps like me. I woke to snow on the ground and 0 degrees Fahrenheit. Living in Oklahoma, we aren’t known for crazy cold winters. I’m distracting myself from the frigid air. Colorful vistas, autumn leaves, and flowers blooming draw me in. Feeling a Summer breeze blowing through my hair… Read more: Operation: Remember Autumn
Birds Birds sit on the linesAnd rain fallsOn the headsof black birds Restless they moveOne flies upTwo go belowAnother moves left Flying up, moving downNever settledBirds shakeShaking off the day-J West On my way home, when the weather is chilly, there’s a strange occurrence. Birds. For weeks, I’ve tried to capture the feeling, that awe,… Read more: Rain on their Heads
If you feel stuck today, ask yourself why. An avalanche can happen by a sudden noise. Is it perhaps possible for you to do one small thing differently? Maybe update in a slight way, and start a fresh idea for a better life. Thoughts matter Your mind set has everything to do with your success.… Read more: You Can. Yes.
I call these “Books for adults who are still children.” I was listening to a book called The Starless Sea. It’s unusual and extraordinary and mysterious.The Starless SeaErin Morgenstern Years back, I’d read The Night Circusalso by Erin Morgenstern Another book I loved, although I am curious if you like it. At first, it was… Read more: These May Become Your New Favorites
At first, I laughed. Then, I truly laughed, with relief. Oh my, so much joy. When my walls came down, I spoke the truth without anger, only heart. It was not the same feeling as screaming and raging my way through life. I was liberated, unashamed, and simply being myself. “No, thank you. I don’t… Read more: Let There Be Love in Truth
Trauma is a gash in our hearts. It isn’t a lifestyle choice or a badge to show our politics.
We are learning more about healing and therapy. We know it doesn’t need to be a mortal wound. Healing is possible. Let’s find a way.
What’s a worthy life? A life that you can say is enjoyable and fulfilling? For me, it requires choices. I look at many people I know and listen to them complain about their spouse or job, and I wonder who is in charge of their life. Working long days can be exhausting, and I prefer… Read more: Finding My Zen
Let’s get simple. Bodies and minds are influenced by our thoughts, moods. This is why I’m posting this tool as an option, a thought, in the medical bag.
What’s your go-to comfort food? I believe in therapy. Talking is helpful, as well as writing out your pain. I do these. I’ve recently started a new work called EMDR. It works differently, deeper. I’m not sure how to explain the process. People have thrived with a variety of styles also. Name a therapy, and… Read more: Therapy in many forms
Are there things you try to practice daily to live a more sustainable lifestyle? There’s a simple daily practice I like, praying for another’s health, safety, and blessings. And I do this intending to give to someone I don’t usually favor. I don’t always hate the person; I merely wish to experience giving loving kindness… Read more: A daily thing
Poetry, the good stuff, is like those spicy peppers. At first, you say, honestly, it’s not bad, mild. But the lingering heat can bite. ARE YOU MY WRITER? I love a well-told story. The form isn’t important. I have my favorite writers, and so do you. Why? Because they are on your level. You hear… Read more: Write Like No One’s Reading
I had trouble acclimating to society as a child. My first years were cloistered away from people. When I was a baby, our family moved to land outside of town Dad had purchased. It was a hundred acres of what people call bottomland because it ran alongside a muddy twisting river. It was wild —with… Read more: Growing Up Wild
What to eat? Chicken, steak, fish, or vegetables and grains? Apartment or house? Personal choices depend on our inner desires. We create Each life built upon personal truths. Intentions, beliefs, desires, or obligations form who we are and what we become. Boxley Valley in Arkansas isn’t your typical tourist vacation spot. You can bring your… Read more: Intentional Choices
Are you superstitious? All of my superstitions exist inside, my fear of being reprimanded, of not having enough, or of everything turning sour brings them forward. Curses. Fears. I had a brother who told me, “Don’t brag,” when I was excited about a new dress. And Mom didn’t like me giving toys away. Plenty. Enough.… Read more: From the Inside
I’ve been a fan of sci-fi and fantasy stories since way back, as in a land far, far away, and all of that. I’ve always wanted to be the wizard or the Yoda-like person. It seemed remarkable to have all of that wisdom and knowledge. I didn’t realize that their ability wasn’t innate. They weren’t… Read more: Wise One
I wish you a good year. May you have time to rest, relax, and listen to music. Call an old friend or read a favorite book. And I pray you will find peace and joy this year. #2023 #Newyear
I’m a nature lover by heart. I grew up walking barefoot and I always hated shoes. It was good for my mental health. Grass and dirt under my feet was my way of being emotionally stable. It was me. Now, I’ve learned that callouses are not sexy and bosses frown at you when you break… Read more: Nature’s Children
I have been thinking about a problem. Not a big thing, not life or death, I need to make a purchasing decision, new or used, repair or wait. Normally I would create such a fuss I’d get decision fatigue, then make a rash judgment. I’d grab something so quick it would make everyone else’s head… Read more: Do You Worry?
I complain about my life sometimes. Then I have to kick myself and remember this life is what I make it. I forget my purpose, my joy. Going hiking isn’t the same thing as a daily life experience, though. I wouldn’t want a hike in the mountains to be some straight and easy pathway, nor… Read more: Get Up and Go
I was with my son and daughter-in-law this last weekend—the best. My new grandbaby was soft and sweet. Holding him was so precious. I’m thankful for these moments. Each day is a small packet. Similar to those spaces above your airplane seat, you can only pack in so much. Do the most critical first. Leave… Read more: Thankful to be Me
Fixing our Divided Self Remember the game we played as children, I Spy? The leader would secretly find an item in the room and the others would guess based on the clues. Who knew we were learning to pay attention! The player who starts picks an object that everyone can see. The player gives the… Read more: The Invisible Embrace
I assume everything needs to be in order, all of my day wrapped away into a tidy little package, pay my debts, finish my chores, and shine the knick-knacks before I am allowed to live—such silly thinking.
I hear you. Once, I would have been the one to smirk at videos teaching how to create winning talks. I prefer a funny cat video. I haven’t been interested in the serious. Where’s my motivation? When my creative juice is missing, I rest. After a good nap, a weekend away, or a vacation, usually… Read more: OHHHHH NO! Not Another Self Help Video.
Violence, rejection, hatred, anger, loss, and sorrow seeps into our everyday lives. We, emotional people, feel the tremors from all around and need relief. On Facebook, I stumbled onto a stupid political repost from a regurgitated repost. I was annoyed. Instead of criticizing the issue, I wrote off-topic in a silly nostalgic way. I’m no… Read more: There Was a Year
WHAT’S THE PUNCHLINE? There was a guy at a previous job who loved pranks and jokes. It drove me crazy. I hate being startled. It amuses the joker, and the receiver is left feeling victimized. You laugh because you think it is a joke.I laugh because you think I am joking. Like a hit-and-run artist,… Read more: Just Joking
I’m here. And it’s been too long since I’ve posted. https://youtube.com/shorts/PsbXjGgwVwk?feature= I don’t want to forget myself or stop feeling my spice for life. If I’m angry, I’ll raise a fist. I can yell, hold a sign, or rage passionately. Fire is beautiful. I do not need to harm another, I hope to be fully… Read more: Yes, To Bravery.
Downtown Tulsa isn’t New York or Chicago, but we still have our allures and beauty marks. We have Guthrie Green, with its outdoor platform and green lawn for music performances, movies, parties, and weddings. I love the small cafes and coffee shops in the area. Not far away are The Woody Guthrie Museum and The… Read more: To Create Is to Live
Shaky hands, tremors, weakness, and I feel repulsed. It means to me fragility, raw aged gnarled, and dying. And I can’t bear to look at my dad in this weakened light. His joints are stiff as he walks, hands hold tight to the coffee carafe, “another cup?” he asks. It’s his birthday, he’s 85. The… Read more: Tremors
A few people ask why I do the whole lipstick, mascara, and beauty routine every day. Or carefully select an outfit for no occasion? Well, I reply, when should I wear makeup or fix my hair? Special occasions only? This is silly to me. What you want to become, you practice. I’ve been playing with… Read more: The Mundane Everyday Life
It’s not shameful having help. When I was five, I had a small red step stool. It was perfect, bright red with white letters, and its size was so that my small hands could pick it up and carry it from room to room. I’ve often used the step stool analogy of reaching the cereal… Read more: Step Stools
In her sleep, a mother dreams of losing a birthstone ring. It was a gift from her children and even though it has little monetary value, the ring has represented her family bond. She finds it again, but it’s missing the birthstone of one child. The mother panics. What does it mean? Will the child… Read more: Living a Dream
Would you know me by where I live? Could you locate me in a crowd after wandering around my living space? Is understanding me and my decision to live in the place I do as easy as seeing my surroundings? This much I can say… I admire trees. They grow from a nut in the… Read more: Tell Me
Ready. I prepared to hit the spider my cats had cornered in the bathroom, and I held a napkin for the clean-up—me, the tired human living with two felines who chase bugs. Lions, Tigers, and Bears Even in the middle of the night, my male cat leaps over objects to obtain prey. Like the predators… Read more: Bravery In The Wee Hours
Your life is daily. The effort you put into your life — hourly, minute by minute, is the life you live. If you only give your days 50% attention, you’ll get 50% value. Live smarter. Live stronger. Put in what you want to get out of it. Life is more than work. It’s a blend.… Read more: How To Value
She is broken. A misfit. She doesn’t fit anymore. The whispers surround her. You see that lady, the one at the end of the bar, her clothes were once beautiful but now are wrinkled with lingering odors. When the men knew her name, they poured glasses of champagne, brought her lush red roses, and whispered… Read more: We Are Beautiful People
Soup’s hard to mess up. You can, but you can fix it by readjusting your ingredients. My life has been a lot like a soup. I’ve learned that life is complex and never simple as I pass the 56-year mark. The postman brings solicitations from AARP and Medicare. I yell I’m not old. My mind… Read more: Soup is Better the Next Day
Do you enjoy guessing what people are doing, where they live, or what their bad habits are? Do you people watch? I do it to pass the time. Who are these people? Are they going to work or playing a game of dress up? Fearless people are interesting to watch. –Ron Perlman From the voice… Read more: People Watching
Picture – me as I was some years ago. I was a chubby lady jogging and hugging through my neighborhood in old running shoes and shorts, a disposable water bottle. I can’t say my pace was worthy of applause. My GPS phone app clocked me at 5 K in 57 minutes. And that’s estimating that… Read more: That’ll Do Pig
The day before my birthday is 9/11. I forgot again this year. I went to celebrate and enjoy myself. There were others at the Oklahoma Aquarium in Jenks. It has a giant shark tank which was always my favorite, but this year l found a new love—the otter and beaver. September 11, 2001, was tragic.… Read more: Jellyfish Fun
Invisible rules, unspoken. You know them. And if you don’t, you may be pulled to the side by the wise leader of the tribe because they’ll correct you. Chuckle. We have too many who think they’re hip. Why is she tanning in winter? Is she trying to get a man at her age still? Her… Read more: Shame on you
Heart wrenching. Yeah, that’s what it’s been. After talking to a coworker about current events, I felt her pain. We have both lost people we love to Covid. When my mom broke her hip and was in the hospital, my brother and I couldn’t see her. Visitors were limited to two – my dad and… Read more: For Those Who Feel Helpless
I love stories. A good story isn’t only for kids. A hearty tale is filling, leaving me satisfied. I am entertained and I learn, but learning wasn’t the point. Stories are my sunshine, my light. Here are some I enjoy. THE NORTH WIND AND THE SUN – ÆSOP A dispute arose between the North Wind… Read more: Get Smarts With Stories
I struggle with “I am worthy of asking for help”I struggle with “I am loved enough” I struggle with “I can have the ability to do – the power – the authority even”Am I enough?I want to promote myselfI want to set boundaries – and not to back down I want to accept all of… Read more: Fighting
This is an updated version of – Wants, Desires, and, Actions There is an inherent order to life. It’s as old as the earth herself. Desire plus response equals fulfillment. A baby’s cry causes a mother to feed her baby. Want plus action equals satisfaction. It’s how we all function. I grew up in a… Read more: The Keys to Life
iPhones and other modern tech have benefits. Sometimes this is missed in the hate slam of everything we call modern. It’s like the current trend of gender shame and race shame. My phone is a tool. An App created the video above. I also have an App that helps me correct grammar and spelling. Could… Read more: Short Vacations
A black cat crossed my path many years ago. It was around 2002. I haven’t been the same since Ms.Kitty moved into my home then took over my life. I struggle with writing these words because I miss her cuddles. She was my best friend. Eighteen years is a long life for a cat, a… Read more: The Day For Luck – 13th
My forest has dark shadows. My parents make bizarre statements, “But I thought your headaches would be gone by now.” And I feel as if I have failed. So I start to explain the process of migraines and how treatments work. And the difference between the cervical spine issue. I’ve been stuck in a perpetual… Read more: Emotional healing
Today seems like a good day for taking it easy. I believe it’s good to find balance in each day. I want to work, rest, be generous, and remember to find the “awe” of life by watching a sunset or doing things I enjoy. Life is about living. As soon as we stop and plop… Read more: The Balance of Living
Are you telling yourself that you never win anything? The loser. Stupid. Have to get everything the hard way. If you get any extra money, something will break. Or any other hysterically depressing life script. It’s not a laughing matter at all. Emotions are a great navigation tool. We feel jealous, irritated, and mean if… Read more: Trigger Yourself Happy
“Sit, be still, and listen,because you’re drunkand we’re atthe edge of the roof.”― Rumi It’s enough for today. Whatever you have done, all you accomplished, however little or big it was, it is enough. That mental list you keep, it can go into a drawer for now. Let’s rest. Sigh. Stretch. Sit back down. Fluff… Read more: Sit and Rest
I had a discussion with my mom recently. She asked why we have specific generational issues, such as fear of falling. Trauma or birth? I said it probably is due to our shortcomings both in the parents and the baby. This is where forgiving each other comes in. In truth, trauma causes so much damage… Read more: Sound Triggers
We want to come back to the group, remember the warmth and laughter, but some of us never belonged. We didn’t know the feeling of loving arms nor the joy of being welcomed. The lack of love bleeds into our present life, making it difficult to find peace, to accept everyone around us. We see… Read more: Softness
At 13 we watched a Bigfoot video. Outside was dark, country dark, and I was accustomed to living inside of the Collinsville city limits. It wasn’t big city life, but at least we had street lights, and I was having a hard time sleeping. Sasquatch. In the 1970’s it was a phenomenon. It frightened me.… Read more: Scary Things in the Night
My parents didn’t realize the importance of teaching me, a daughter, to care for myself. They taught me to be kind, thoughtful, and take care of others. My parents and I came from separate sources. It seemed to me as if we were as different as salt water and fresh water. As society changed for… Read more: Tacos, Love, and Parenting Yourself
The dragon is old and always hungry—needy. Ages ago, alongside her teeth, her mouth fused splinters, blades, knives, and other strange objects—things your mom warned you. Her claws and teeth are now deep in my neck, and my muscles seize in response. I’m recovering from a recent Posterior Cervical Diskectomy and Fusion. Pain is an… Read more: The Dragon’s Blade
Ideas excite me, wake me. I feel the novelty bubble up like soapy suds flooding out of the washing machine. I know joy. At that exact moment, there’s a lie hiding among the zeal of promise. If you scratch away the top layer, you’ll find the untruth—everything would be perfect if I tried harder. I… Read more: The Busyness of Being
Life isn’t tidy. It’s not organized into categories for us to tick off the boxes as we go along quickly. Done! There are no rules for life to follow. Life is like a thing with mechanical clockwork, moving faster and faster as we age. Occasionally, we get lucky, and the gears chink and even stick… Read more: Itty Bitty Treasures
Do your words command attention? Or do they fall flat, shriveling, sliding onto the ground? Most of us want to stand tall even if it’s not behind a podium in front of large crowds. We value the strength it takes to stand up. Our words show our values. How do we measure worth? By the… Read more: Are You Worth It?
We have algorithms by which we live our lives. Previously, I lived from a list that included too many freakin’ I shouldn’t and Don’ts. I shouldn’t talk about myself. It’s bragging. – Thanks, bro! Don’t ask for things. If you’re at someone’s place, never take sustenance. Never impose. – Thanks, Mom! I’m too slow. Too… Read more: Your Rules
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Yet, in that chaotic dance of blame and judgment, I absorbed the lesson that harshness equaled control. I began to mirror that unrelenting scrutiny, not just directing it at my mom but eventually turning it inward, trapping myself in a cycle of shame. I wrapped everyone in my own glitter of criticism, thinking I could somehow manage the chaos around me, only to find myself tangled in it as well.
There have been times in my life when I felt blind to my own worth, often measuring it through the lens of superficial beauty.
You are not bound forever to your past overreactions. You can heal. Trauma and abuse wounds us.
Wings to fly What makes a rock valuable? Would you go out of your way just to check one out? Probably not! And how about an old picture—does it mean anything to you? Our sense of value is pretty interesting and complex. We tend to categorize things to figure out how important they are. For… Read more: Self – Confidence or Worth
The night seemed like a thrilling adventure, with darkness and dreams crafting an electrifying realm for my emotions—a true treasure chest!
This week, I wrapped up another visit to the doctor, and it was all the regular questions—my ongoing struggles with anxiety and those pesky sleep issues. Unfortunately, when I brought up my concerns about waking up multiple times throughout the night, he shrugged it off. Apparently, as we age, we start to revert to a… Read more: Is Health Care Healthy?
The rain has persisted for days, bringing with it a pounding headache. Yet, as an adult, I embrace the journey forward. Life continues, and so do I. We cope. We find strength in ourselves or in the life around us. When you are doing well, build up some reserves. What makes you feel good? Cozy… Read more: Views from Instagram
Living with post-traumatic stress syndrome and leftover trauma reminds me of wearing another person’s corrective glasses. You can’t see clearly.
A Generation Speaks In the 1960s, I was a girl growing up in an age when women were burning their bras, superheroes could be female, Wonder Woman saved the day, and little girls dreamed of being police officers and moms. —not looking to others for one’s opinions or for guidance in conduct-“Independent.” Shaped by their… Read more: Silly Girl
Every day, we see things around us that affect how we think. Advertisements tell us we should go on a fun vacation or get a new car. They say we need new items like clothes or decorations for our homes. They encourage us to change things, make them look better, and buy more new things.… Read more: Blessings, Rituals, and Spells
People stick to you—their moods, kind words, weird beliefs, clothing choices. I’ve read that we pick up each other’s bacteria. Your germs mix with mine and we develop unique mixes in our home and work space. It’s called microbiome. Think about this for a few moments. You contribute and receive without deliberately trying. “ The… Read more: Sticky
Fishing seems simple. A rod, reel, and some type of bait. When I was young, probably six or eight years old, my family went to a nearby river on a sunny afternoon. My brothers loved to fish. I wanted to learn, so I begged for someone to teach me. This doesn’t look like fishing. My… Read more: Finding Our True Desire
Trauma is a gash in our hearts. It isn’t a lifestyle choice or a badge to show our strength.
It’s Summer. Where’s the vacation? Summer air should always smell of coconut oil and sound like water splashing in a pool. Even though school has started, my fingers cling to the edge of summer like gripping the edge of a precipice. Where do your thoughts go at the end of summer? Mine has been turning… Read more: Clinging to Summer
There are no levels to score in life. Get that out of your head. I’m learning how to live each day. And I’m still learning. We are not broken or incomplete. I hope you live as you wish to live. Roll with life’s punches. Not everyone wants to get married or have children. Some will… Read more: X…who are you?
I want to play wear jeans withholeschasefrogs muddy shorts running water splashing havefunlaughingI am enoughpopping balloons tossing balls hot slideshappy feet dancing rainhandsclappingvoices loud singing me being meI am enough Thank you for showing up.
Where’s the personality? At a recent work pep rally, they reminded us to go beyond the ordinary and stressed that being on time is expected. On another note, being human, showing kindness and charm, and having caring attitudes are what give today’s employees an edge. We need to remember kindness.
The world feels dark, but I know we crossed over the June Solstice line. That means Summer in all of her brightness is here. Summer She’s a generous aunt, sashaying through the door, arms loaded with gifts, long hair flowing, and ready for fun. Do we know how to greet her? Will we welcome her… Read more: Venus
This was written in fun on a day when I needed some stress relief. CASE NUMBER: 2022-001 PARTIES: STATEMENT OF THE CASE: ARGUMENTS: PRAYER FOR RELIEF: In light of the foregoing, the Plaintiff respectfully requests the following relief from this Court: DATED this 3rd day of June 2024. Written with the assistance of AI
All I saw in front of me was angry traffic, and it was backed up for miles, so I got off the highway. I was late for work and late for work traffic. It’s not a situation for clear thinking. I took to the side streets, but something felt off. I looked around. I wasn’t… Read more: Don’t Panic
Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow. Recently, I have been diving into YouTube and Instagram reel-making. At first I thought, I don’t need to be in them. I blog, so I want to make them an extension of my personal goal. I enjoy encouraging people and sharing… Read more: Life’s Journey
Orange Car–Where did you come from? Yale is a speed zone in my area. I slammed on my brakes. Burnt orange sedan, shiny. I noticed its two-toned paint as it sped in front of me. I watched as it weaved through traffic nearly clipping a black car’s fender. Was there no regard for safety? Every… Read more: Racing on Yale
I can’t allowmyself tobe snagged. I won’t be caughtby barbs of angerfrom small, pettypeople. Let it drop.Focus. Breathe.Now,at this moment,what’s important?Love. Joy.People. Pull past the rip of clothand keep going. Janet
Do you have a memory of being locked out? I am freakishly paranoid. I can panic for no reason if I think I can’t get into my car or house.
Describe the most ambitious DIY project you’ve ever taken on. As a young mom, I had a fixer-upper home to live in. Two items were my inspirations. First was the living room paneling. Dark, old, and cheap—it had to go. I bought wallpaper made to cover rough surfaces and then painted it white. Second was… Read more: Cabinet Renovation, The Work
Desires are the spark that causes flames to burst into fire and burn to fulfillment.
What can we do? Show kindness in your world—care for the environment, the animals around you, and the people in your space.
Birds Birds sit on the linesAnd rain fallsOn the headsof black birds Restless they moveOne flies upTwo go belowAnother moves left Flying up, moving downNever settledBirds shakeShaking off the day-J West On my way home, when the weather is chilly, there’s a strange occurrence. Birds. For weeks, I’ve tried to capture the feeling, that awe,… Read more: Rain on their Heads
If you feel stuck today, ask yourself why. An avalanche can happen by a sudden noise. Is it perhaps possible for you to do one small thing differently? Maybe update in a slight way, and start a fresh idea for a better life. Thoughts matter Your mind set has everything to do with your success.… Read more: You Can. Yes.
Force vs. methods—kindness and patience seem like an easy way to prevent trauma.
I call these “Books for adults who are still children.” I was listening to a book called The Starless Sea. It’s unusual and extraordinary and mysterious.The Starless SeaErin Morgenstern Years back, I’d read The Night Circusalso by Erin Morgenstern Another book I loved, although I am curious if you like it. At first, it was… Read more: These May Become Your New Favorites
It was an odd evening. I was exhausted, and finally, I was on the way home…
At first, I laughed. Then, I truly laughed, with relief. Oh my, so much joy. When my walls came down, I spoke the truth without anger, only heart. It was not the same feeling as screaming and raging my way through life. I was liberated, unashamed, and simply being myself. “No, thank you. I don’t… Read more: Let There Be Love in Truth
Trauma is a gash in our hearts. It isn’t a lifestyle choice or a badge to show our politics. We are learning more about healing and therapy. We know it doesn’t need to be a mortal wound. Healing is possible. Let’s find a way.
What’s a worthy life? A life that you can say is enjoyable and fulfilling? For me, it requires choices. I look at many people I know and listen to them complain about their spouse or job, and I wonder who is in charge of their life. Working long days can be exhausting, and I prefer… Read more: Finding My Zen
Let’s get simple. Bodies and minds are influenced by our thoughts, moods. This is why I’m posting this tool as an option, a thought, in the medical bag.
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What gets you up in the morning? What keeps you up at night? These are your passions.
What’s your go-to comfort food? I believe in therapy. Talking is helpful, as well as writing out your pain. I do these. I’ve recently started a new work called EMDR. It works differently, deeper. I’m not sure how to explain the process. People have thrived with a variety of styles also. Name a therapy, and… Read more: Therapy in many forms
Are there things you try to practice daily to live a more sustainable lifestyle? There’s a simple daily practice I like, praying for another’s health, safety, and blessings. And I do this intending to give to someone I don’t usually favor. I don’t always hate the person; I merely wish to experience giving loving kindness… Read more: A daily thing
Good morning. I wanted to say hello this morning and share these beautiful flowers with you. I hope you have a wonderful day! Namaste 🙏
Poetry, the good stuff, is like those spicy peppers. At first, you say, honestly, it’s not bad, mild. But the lingering heat can bite. ARE YOU MY WRITER? I love a well-told story. The form isn’t important. I have my favorite writers, and so do you. Why? Because they are on your level. You hear… Read more: Write Like No One’s Reading
I had trouble acclimating to society as a child. My first years were cloistered away from people. When I was a baby, our family moved to land outside of town Dad had purchased. It was a hundred acres of what people call bottomland because it ran alongside a muddy twisting river. It was wild —with… Read more: Growing Up Wild
What to eat? Chicken, steak, fish, or vegetables and grains? Apartment or house? Personal choices depend on our inner desires. We create Each life built upon personal truths. Intentions, beliefs, desires, or obligations form who we are and what we become. Boxley Valley in Arkansas isn’t your typical tourist vacation spot. You can bring your… Read more: Intentional Choices
Are you superstitious? All of my superstitions exist inside, my fear of being reprimanded, of not having enough, or of everything turning sour brings them forward. Curses. Fears. I had a brother who told me, “Don’t brag,” when I was excited about a new dress. And Mom didn’t like me giving toys away. Plenty. Enough.… Read more: From the Inside
I’ve been a fan of sci-fi and fantasy stories since way back, as in a land far, far away, and all of that. I’ve always wanted to be the wizard or the Yoda-like person. It seemed remarkable to have all of that wisdom and knowledge. I didn’t realize that their ability wasn’t innate. They weren’t… Read more: Wise One
I wish you a good year. May you have time to rest, relax, and listen to music. Call an old friend or read a favorite book. And I pray you will find peace and joy this year. #2023 #Newyear
Take a moment to reflect before you rush toward the following year. Today is Winter Solstice
I’m a nature lover by heart. I grew up walking barefoot and I always hated shoes. It was good for my mental health. Grass and dirt under my feet was my way of being emotionally stable. It was me. Now, I’ve learned that callouses are not sexy and bosses frown at you when you break… Read more: Nature’s Children
I have been thinking about a problem. Not a big thing, not life or death, I need to make a purchasing decision, new or used, repair or wait. Normally I would create such a fuss I’d get decision fatigue, then make a rash judgment. I’d grab something so quick it would make everyone else’s head… Read more: Do You Worry?
I complain about my life sometimes. Then I have to kick myself and remember this life is what I make it. I forget my purpose, my joy. Going hiking isn’t the same thing as a daily life experience, though. I wouldn’t want a hike in the mountains to be some straight and easy pathway, nor… Read more: Get Up and Go
I was with my son and daughter-in-law this last weekend—the best. My new grandbaby was soft and sweet. Holding him was so precious. I’m thankful for these moments. Each day is a small packet. Similar to those spaces above your airplane seat, you can only pack in so much. Do the most critical first. Leave… Read more: Thankful to be Me
Fixing our Divided Self Remember the game we played as children, I Spy? The leader would secretly find an item in the room and the others would guess based on the clues. Who knew we were learning to pay attention! The player who starts picks an object that everyone can see. The player gives the… Read more: The Invisible Embrace
I assume everything needs to be in order, all of my day wrapped away into a tidy little package, pay my debts, finish my chores, and shine the knick-knacks before I am allowed to live—such silly thinking.
Be the love you need today.
I hear you. Once, I would have been the one to smirk at videos teaching how to create winning talks. I prefer a funny cat video. I haven’t been interested in the serious. Where’s my motivation? When my creative juice is missing, I rest. After a good nap, a weekend away, or a vacation, usually… Read more: OHHHHH NO! Not Another Self Help Video.
Violence, rejection, hatred, anger, loss, and sorrow seeps into our everyday lives. We, emotional people, feel the tremors from all around and need relief. On Facebook, I stumbled onto a stupid political repost from a regurgitated repost. I was annoyed. Instead of criticizing the issue, I wrote off-topic in a silly nostalgic way. I’m no… Read more: There Was a Year
WHAT’S THE PUNCHLINE? There was a guy at a previous job who loved pranks and jokes. It drove me crazy. I hate being startled. It amuses the joker, and the receiver is left feeling victimized. You laugh because you think it is a joke.I laugh because you think I am joking. Like a hit-and-run artist,… Read more: Just Joking
I’m here. And it’s been too long since I’ve posted. https://youtube.com/shorts/PsbXjGgwVwk?feature= I don’t want to forget myself or stop feeling my spice for life. If I’m angry, I’ll raise a fist. I can yell, hold a sign, or rage passionately. Fire is beautiful. I do not need to harm another, I hope to be fully… Read more: Yes, To Bravery.
Downtown Tulsa isn’t New York or Chicago, but we still have our allures and beauty marks. We have Guthrie Green, with its outdoor platform and green lawn for music performances, movies, parties, and weddings. I love the small cafes and coffee shops in the area. Not far away are The Woody Guthrie Museum and The… Read more: To Create Is to Live
Shaky hands, tremors, weakness, and I feel repulsed. It means to me fragility, raw aged gnarled, and dying. And I can’t bear to look at my dad in this weakened light. His joints are stiff as he walks, hands hold tight to the coffee carafe, “another cup?” he asks. It’s his birthday, he’s 85. The… Read more: Tremors
A few people ask why I do the whole lipstick, mascara, and beauty routine every day. Or carefully select an outfit for no occasion? Well, I reply, when should I wear makeup or fix my hair? Special occasions only? This is silly to me. What you want to become, you practice. I’ve been playing with… Read more: The Mundane Everyday Life
I think this has been around, but I will put here anyway. Nonsense. Linking sources
It’s not shameful having help. When I was five, I had a small red step stool. It was perfect, bright red with white letters, and its size was so that my small hands could pick it up and carry it from room to room. I’ve often used the step stool analogy of reaching the cereal… Read more: Step Stools
In her sleep, a mother dreams of losing a birthstone ring. It was a gift from her children and even though it has little monetary value, the ring has represented her family bond. She finds it again, but it’s missing the birthstone of one child. The mother panics. What does it mean? Will the child… Read more: Living a Dream
Would you know me by where I live? Could you locate me in a crowd after wandering around my living space? Is understanding me and my decision to live in the place I do as easy as seeing my surroundings? This much I can say… I admire trees. They grow from a nut in the… Read more: Tell Me
Ready. I prepared to hit the spider my cats had cornered in the bathroom, and I held a napkin for the clean-up—me, the tired human living with two felines who chase bugs. Lions, Tigers, and Bears Even in the middle of the night, my male cat leaps over objects to obtain prey. Like the predators… Read more: Bravery In The Wee Hours
Your life is daily. The effort you put into your life — hourly, minute by minute, is the life you live. If you only give your days 50% attention, you’ll get 50% value. Live smarter. Live stronger. Put in what you want to get out of it. Life is more than work. It’s a blend.… Read more: How To Value
She is broken. A misfit. She doesn’t fit anymore. The whispers surround her. You see that lady, the one at the end of the bar, her clothes were once beautiful but now are wrinkled with lingering odors. When the men knew her name, they poured glasses of champagne, brought her lush red roses, and whispered… Read more: We Are Beautiful People
Soup’s hard to mess up. You can, but you can fix it by readjusting your ingredients. My life has been a lot like a soup. I’ve learned that life is complex and never simple as I pass the 56-year mark. The postman brings solicitations from AARP and Medicare. I yell I’m not old. My mind… Read more: Soup is Better the Next Day
For fifty years, I’ve tried to convince Mom that I jumped, that Dad did not force me to run outside for the bowl.
Do you enjoy guessing what people are doing, where they live, or what their bad habits are? Do you people watch? I do it to pass the time. Who are these people? Are they going to work or playing a game of dress up? Fearless people are interesting to watch. –Ron Perlman From the voice… Read more: People Watching
Picture – me as I was some years ago. I was a chubby lady jogging and hugging through my neighborhood in old running shoes and shorts, a disposable water bottle. I can’t say my pace was worthy of applause. My GPS phone app clocked me at 5 K in 57 minutes. And that’s estimating that… Read more: That’ll Do Pig
The day before my birthday is 9/11. I forgot again this year. I went to celebrate and enjoy myself. There were others at the Oklahoma Aquarium in Jenks. It has a giant shark tank which was always my favorite, but this year l found a new love—the otter and beaver. September 11, 2001, was tragic.… Read more: Jellyfish Fun
Heart wrenching. Yeah, that’s what it’s been. After talking to a coworker about current events, I felt her pain. We have both lost people we love to Covid. When my mom broke her hip and was in the hospital, my brother and I couldn’t see her. Visitors were limited to two – my dad and… Read more: For Those Who Feel Helpless
I love stories. A good story isn’t only for kids. A hearty tale is filling, leaving me satisfied. I am entertained and I learn, but learning wasn’t the point. Stories are my sunshine, my light. Here are some I enjoy. THE NORTH WIND AND THE SUN – ÆSOP A dispute arose between the North Wind… Read more: Get Smarts With Stories
I struggle with “I am worthy of asking for help”I struggle with “I am loved enough” I struggle with “I can have the ability to do – the power – the authority even”Am I enough?I want to promote myselfI want to set boundaries – and not to back down I want to accept all of… Read more: Fighting
This is an updated version of – Wants, Desires, and, Actions There is an inherent order to life. It’s as old as the earth herself. Desire plus response equals fulfillment. A baby’s cry causes a mother to feed her baby. Want plus action equals satisfaction. It’s how we all function. I grew up in a… Read more: The Keys to Life
iPhones and other modern tech have benefits. Sometimes this is missed in the hate slam of everything we call modern. It’s like the current trend of gender shame and race shame. My phone is a tool. An App created the video above. I also have an App that helps me correct grammar and spelling. Could… Read more: Short Vacations
A black cat crossed my path many years ago. It was around 2002. I haven’t been the same since Ms.Kitty moved into my home then took over my life. I struggle with writing these words because I miss her cuddles. She was my best friend. Eighteen years is a long life for a cat, a… Read more: The Day For Luck – 13th
My forest has dark shadows. My parents make bizarre statements, “But I thought your headaches would be gone by now.” And I feel as if I have failed. So I start to explain the process of migraines and how treatments work. And the difference between the cervical spine issue. I’ve been stuck in a perpetual… Read more: Emotional healing
Today seems like a good day for taking it easy. I believe it’s good to find balance in each day. I want to work, rest, be generous, and remember to find the “awe” of life by watching a sunset or doing things I enjoy. Life is about living. As soon as we stop and plop… Read more: The Balance of Living
Are you telling yourself that you never win anything? The loser. Stupid. Have to get everything the hard way. If you get any extra money, something will break. Or any other hysterically depressing life script. It’s not a laughing matter at all. Emotions are a great navigation tool. We feel jealous, irritated, and mean if… Read more: Trigger Yourself Happy
“Sit, be still, and listen,because you’re drunkand we’re atthe edge of the roof.”― Rumi It’s enough for today. Whatever you have done, all you accomplished, however little or big it was, it is enough. That mental list you keep, it can go into a drawer for now. Let’s rest. Sigh. Stretch. Sit back down. Fluff… Read more: Sit and Rest
I’ve been a blonde since as far back as I can remember. That’s how I think of myself, a blonde.
I had a discussion with my mom recently. She asked why we have specific generational issues, such as fear of falling. Trauma or birth? I said it probably is due to our shortcomings both in the parents and the baby. This is where forgiving each other comes in. In truth, trauma causes so much damage… Read more: Sound Triggers
We want to come back to the group, remember the warmth and laughter, but some of us never belonged. We didn’t know the feeling of loving arms nor the joy of being welcomed. The lack of love bleeds into our present life, making it difficult to find peace, to accept everyone around us. We see… Read more: Softness
At 13 we watched a Bigfoot video. Outside was dark, country dark, and I was accustomed to living inside of the Collinsville city limits. It wasn’t big city life, but at least we had street lights, and I was having a hard time sleeping. Sasquatch. In the 1970’s it was a phenomenon. It frightened me.… Read more: Scary Things in the Night
We can learn how to live a decent life.
Before my recent surgery, I had a hilarious incident with a nurse telling me the RIGHT way.
My parents didn’t realize the importance of teaching me, a daughter, to care for myself. They taught me to be kind, thoughtful, and take care of others. My parents and I came from separate sources. It seemed to me as if we were as different as salt water and fresh water. As society changed for… Read more: Tacos, Love, and Parenting Yourself
The dragon is old and always hungry—needy. Ages ago, alongside her teeth, her mouth fused splinters, blades, knives, and other strange objects—things your mom warned you. Her claws and teeth are now deep in my neck, and my muscles seize in response. I’m recovering from a recent Posterior Cervical Diskectomy and Fusion. Pain is an… Read more: The Dragon’s Blade
Today, let it go. Be still. Let it flow. Find a place where you can be and just chill. Relax
Ideas excite me, wake me. I feel the novelty bubble up like soapy suds flooding out of the washing machine. I know joy. At that exact moment, there’s a lie hiding among the zeal of promise. If you scratch away the top layer, you’ll find the untruth—everything would be perfect if I tried harder. I… Read more: The Busyness of Being
Life isn’t tidy. It’s not organized into categories for us to tick off the boxes as we go along quickly. Done! There are no rules for life to follow. Life is like a thing with mechanical clockwork, moving faster and faster as we age. Occasionally, we get lucky, and the gears chink and even stick… Read more: Itty Bitty Treasures
Do your words command attention? Or do they fall flat, shriveling, sliding onto the ground? Most of us want to stand tall even if it’s not behind a podium in front of large crowds. We value the strength it takes to stand up. Our words show our values. How do we measure worth? By the… Read more: Are You Worth It?
We have algorithms by which we live our lives. Previously, I lived from a list that included too many freakin’ I shouldn’t and Don’ts. I shouldn’t talk about myself. It’s bragging. – Thanks, bro! Don’t ask for things. If you’re at someone’s place, never take sustenance. Never impose. – Thanks, Mom! I’m too slow. Too… Read more: Your Rules
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