Challenged to change

Unlike the man who coldly broke my heart, I haven’t and do not consider myself a “victim.” I have generally understood right from wrong. I have tried to be gentle and considerate to all beings. I can be with sadness, pain, sorrow. I can be with myself and know that I am not held hostage... Continue Reading →

A letter to God

In Elul, the 60 days leading up to the Jewish High Holidays, it is said that God is in the fields, with us. He is informal, and predisposed to grant all requests. It is encouraged not to wait until Yom Kippur (the day to atone for sins in the previous year), but to take the... Continue Reading →

Were there signs?

There is so much stuff out there for dealing with change. How to handle it. How to avoid it. How to prepare for it. How to master it. How to get someone else to do it. How to do it so it doesn't look like you've done it. When essentially change is happening all the... Continue Reading →

It’s Not Easy

It's not easy having to regurgitate the story that evolved almost five months ago. When my fiancé ripped me away from the two kids I step-parented, emptied our house of his things, and was "done" with us. Just. Like. That. All while with his family out of state, in the process of buying a house,... Continue Reading →

Shifts Can Happen

Bad crap happens all the time - but SHIFTS can happen all the time too. The neuroscientist said this during the "Bouncing Back" program I attended a few months ago. She covered so much, but I was just 60 something days post the trauma of being thrown in the trash and virtually left for dead... Continue Reading →

I’m Here

I forget sometimes that I'm *here.* I can't automatically revert back to my go-go-go patterns, I am focused on now, this day, this moment. I suppose I am grateful that out of pain I am developing a slowing down, a loosening that I knew was beneficial, but didn't think possible for someone like me. The... Continue Reading →

Stay

Because you stay. Because you’re loyal and in love, and will prioritize what matters. Because when you asked if I wanted to spend the rest of my days by your side, and we both know what that means, and I give it some thought and said that I did, that means something. Everything. It should... Continue Reading →

Showing Up

I’ve spent most of my life hung up on words. Writing journals full of the moments of my life from age seven. Endless reading, vocal training as a singer, as an English major in college and as a marketing professional for the last 15 years - using words to evoke, promote, highlight, pitch, engage, persuade.... Continue Reading →

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