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 →
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 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 →
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 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 →
I stayed. Because I'm loyal and in love, and 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, I gave it some thought and said that I did. It meant everything. It should mean everything to both... Continue Reading →
She will share your bed in the tent I bought for us, at the festival we based our wedding on, in the sacred space that you used to say was reserved for me. While you wear one of the many shirts I bought you with the jeans that I showed you how to wear, Swap me... Continue Reading →
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 →
That will change your entire mood, lift your feet from the ground, or keep you standing there frozen in fear, or ready to take it all on - everything. Anything. Words have that power - on a page, in a melody, accompanied by instruments. More powerful and sharper than when they come out of the... Continue Reading →
Maybe things need to die, fall or break off to let the new, stronger pieces grow. To let them come in. To make space. And the other pieces are dead, just dead. They can't re-grow. They can't live again. They'll eventually turn to dust. And be nothing. The new pieces will be in their place,... Continue Reading →
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