I am accepting applications for a reader/writing coach. I am NOT looking for an editor. I’ll get to that later. Right now, I am looking to hire someone to read my book, the 1st edition, and tell me what you THINK about the story – regardless what you think I might want to hear. TheContinue reading “Here Is The Big Announcement And It’s Not What You’re Thinking.”
It’s when we plug in – plug into our selves and into our hearts – with our attention and awareness – that we connect with something bigger than ourselves. My guess is – the closest we can ever get to seeing IT is when we watch someone hug another person or an animal – orContinue reading “I Disagree With This Photo.”
All my rowing seems to have stimulated a deep ambition for chocolate chip cookies. 🍪🍪🍪
An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. HeContinue reading “A Cherokee Legend”
Than me if it’s my choice to swallow any in the first place? Oh, yeah – drinking is a choice. That must mean that NOT DRINKING is also a choice. This choice extends to the – first drink. Don’t take it. That’s control and control is power.
Is it me or are debates and arguments sometimes nothing more than exhausting and exasperating? They just wear me out! I feel like I need to go take a damn nap! So, I’ve figured out that sometimes, not always, the best way to end it is to give the other person the last word. It’sContinue reading “When Is It Time To Give The Other Person The Last Word?”
I’m not seeing the bed in there … oh, wait. Found it. Are those – – – fake flowers hanging from the purse?
I just thought of something every person on the planet shares – our mortality. It’s unavoidable. But that’s not a diagnosis is it… Hm. I don’t know where this thought came from, but I was laying in bed this morning and this – situation – blew into my mind (this is totally non-fiction): I haveContinue reading “Is It Possible To Diagnose Oneself With Anything Other Than Being An Alcoholic?”
Eric’s smile faded as he looked from me to the loud table. “The noise level coming from their table is totally unacceptable, Eric!” I answered, for him. Eric blinked at me and said nothing. Why did I know what to do and he didn’t? Maybe he’d never confronted a group of unruly residents before. MaybeContinue reading “Drama In The Dining Room ~Part 2~”
Where we are in life is a result of choices we’ve made. I read, on a regular basis, that folks are unhappy with the situations they’re in. These situations range from marriage and partnership to jobs and freedom. It’s weird. The way I see it – nearly everything we do is the result of aContinue reading “And You Wonder How You Got There.”
On my third day in treatment I finally made the mistake of deciding I could handle the noise in the dining room. I followed Shelly through the lunch line and tried to lip read her over the noise. It looked like she was explaining where to find things like napkins and condiments as I followedContinue reading “Drama In The Dining Room”
I was moved to watch a podcast. I’ve never watched one before. Is this weird? I watched Dr. Eben Alexander describe his NDE, near death experience, what caused it, and how the coma that ensued had exposed him to the truth of the Universe, God, and Angles. Interesting stuff. I could relate to a lotContinue reading “A Funny Thing Happened In Bed…”
Be your own comb. Only you know how best how to work your comb through your own hair. Stop giving away your power by handing your comb to someone else. Find your own answers. It’s impossible to conceive a question about something having to do with your own abilities without also having the answer –Continue reading “Where’s Your Comb? Take It One Tangle At A Time.”
And then I had to lay on my back and look at the ceiling and say, “I need to stop doing this to myself. I’m not having any fun anymore.” Literally. I’m not embellishing here. The title to this post is not – as our new President likes to say – hyperbole. I think anyoneContinue reading “I Had To Crawl Toward Sobriety.”