Well. That’s a deep thought now isn’t it?
On a more surface level – hello. Again.
Looks like I ended up on an unintentional LOA from here. Again.
Had a couple minor health setbacks and one biggie. Fell at work and broke a few ribs. Ouch. Still ouchies but back to work at least, on modified duties.
What was I up to while AWOL? Lots actually. Continue reading
Let’s start off with a little mad science why don’t we …
WARNING & DISCLAIMER:
I will not be held responsible for damages to self, relationships, or property due to not following the directions.
Step 1: Go find yourself a COLD beverage and a straw, a water bottle with a sippy kinda lid on it, or something that you can take liquid into your mouth with. I highly recommend using water. Now go position yourself over a sink or head outside where the only thing in front of you is the ground.
Step 2: Take a sip of your COLD beverage and swallow. Easy right?
Step 3: Take the deepest breath you can and blow out with an open and pursed mouth, as if you were trying to blow up a balloon. Also simple yes? Continue reading
I would like to pass along a riveting piece of advice an dear elder of mine in AA shared with me some years ago. She didn’t share it nicely but she did share it with love and good intention. The love was to propel me to be honest with myself and the intention was to shatter a false reality I had lived with most of my life. Her missions were accomplished and then some. I have never looked at the type of thoughts and behaviours in question the same since then, and have been able to change many of my actions around them because of her. For that, I remain forever grateful.
News Flash: People Pleasing Isn’t About Them – It’s About You
“The unraveling is a time when you are challenged
by the universe to let go of who you think
you are supposed to be and to embrace who you are.”
~ Brené Brown ~
August of last year. I’m standing at the sink doing dishes and pressing replay over and over again on a silent but nonetheless very loud conversation I’m having with myself in my own head. “Why are you here again? What’s wrong with you? When are you ever going to change? You’re such a loser.”
And then my mouth opened and out came the statement “You’re depressed.”
The weight of the words made my hands fall into the soapy water. I was physically and mentally paralyzed for a moment. Time stood still, as did I. “But no, I can’t be, I’m better than that!”, I argued back to myself. And out loud no less for full effect. Continue reading
Stolen Words are my compilations of lyrics used to make a new piece of prose of sorts. The lyrics are ‘stolen’ from the songs I hear while listening to SiriusXM. Below is a piece I wrote in response to the tragic events in Orlando last weekend.
I am not gay. I am not transgender. I do not know how it feels to be physically and emotionally attracted to another woman. I do not know what it is like to not be able to identify with the gender I was born as.
But I do know about love. Continue reading