Meditation Flash Mob…..who knew??? I saw the notice on Facebook and went on a whim after work. I knew it would be hotter than hell and that I would have to do some walking to get there but I put on my big girl panties, grabbed my pretty pink yoga mat and went to Allen
Month: July 2011
My life…My life has been filled with an immeasurable amount of grace in the past year. I am humbled and I am grateful. God didn’t put eyes in the back of my head for a reason. I accept that my past and the sum total of all my experiences makes me who I am today.
I never realized how many people live “inside the box”, sheltered and protected from life’s judgements, till I started asking questions. And all I asked for was their STATS. You know….Hair color, eye color, height and weight…. In response to yesterday’s post I received stats on only 8 people out of 109 readers. They all
Mark Twain said it best. “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, It’s the size of the fight in the dog”. Well, what can I say? This bitch….which I mean with the sincerest form of canine flattery, is not giving up yet! I haven’t weighed in for the last three weeks…which if
I empty my mind and wait for the feeling of weightlessness to wash over me. Movement becomes more fluid. Breathing becomes less necessary, butterflies bounce around my stomach and time stands still. It feels like it will never end. Memories of weightlessness flood my mind. I remember when I was a little girl how I
The closer you get to the end of your life the more concentrated the experience and memories of the past become. Our greatest moments of happiness seem like they just happened yesterday and the deepest wounds lay fresh, open and bleeding. So I am finding in the final days with my father. He can’t tell
You’re right……… It’s not about me…..it’s about moments and getting through to the next one. AND THIS TOO SHALL PASS Life is a lesson….I hate home work.
The day has been long sitting in a cold hospital room navigating the ups and downs of Denver’s final care. He has slept most the day with only one incident of pain that required morphine. They dilated his lungs to help him breath and so he eased into the final tests today after refusing them
My note from the UNIVERSE arrived this morning by email as it does every morning. Isn’t it just great the things you can sign up for on the internet, coupons, airline notices and NOTES from the UNIVERSE? It said, ” Some, Juliana, are better loved from afar. For a while, anyway and that’s okay. Besides,
The best Sunday church is any Sunday with close friends. If we can have that “church” on the lake or at the beach – well, that’s just heaven on earth. Now according to Websters Dictionary “Church” is nothing more than A building used for public Christian worship So, I guess I’m not talking about “traditional”
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 