Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN…..
Rants, Ramblings and General Diary of Juliana Wathen
Captains log: January 18, 2022 It has taken me 18 days to settle into this new year. Not exactly a record but worth making note of. I have newly turned 59 years old. My cholesteral is finally too high for my doctor’s liking and so I join the ranks of other genteel statin-heads my age
You hear the words “self-care” and visions of day spas, bottomless mimosas, and naps by the pool fly before your mind’s eye like a sizzle reel on youtube. You never think about the un-fun side of self-care. But alas, here I sit in my pj’s in my “home” office making that dreaded call to the
The year is new but that doesn’t mean we can just amend old habits with a spoken wish and a written resolution…OR IS IT? We have been conditioned to believe that change is hard, that the struggle is real, and that it is in the difficulty that resides the prize. I respectfully disagree. Change is
Sometimes the bridges with the least risk are the hardest to cross. There is no rushing torrent beneath it to sweep us away if we lose our footing. It is neither too tall to scale nor too long to travel. It is simply a break in the path and yet we avoid it at all
Confidence doesn’t just happen. It comes about from challenging our comfort zones and expanding our awareness. Confidence is the manifest expression of knowledge. The KNOWING of who YOU are. Knowledge is power…let me say that again. KNOWLEDGE IS POWER! In this devisive time, many have shut out any chance of expanding their knowledge. They are
Yes, even THAT guy. It takes so little energy to be kind to man or beast. When you commit to being KIND, you cannot put stipulations on it. You can’t say, “I’ll only be kind to people I know”, or “I’ll only be kind to people in my neighborhood, or church or school”. To truly
Come dance upon the power lines between the stars. Visit them a while. Linger to enjoy, then, take the hand of your angel into the new “NOW”. Hede Marker 1989 Many of us are quilty of living either in the past or waiting for the “right time” in the future. NOW is not new, it
I have to tell you that suddenly I realized – I AM LOVED- For years I used this Love. I let it flow through me and gave it forth to child, to friend, to all that needed it. But inexplicably “I” never took from it and so became love-anemic. I thought myself perhaps “unworthy” ?
This is a piece of me. For you. For the Earth. For Sky God. For the underdog. Give us what we need. Give us nothing. For in that nothing we find what fills us. Within life. Within death. Our peace is coming it is heaven sent. Peace in me. Peace in you. Living this daydream.
Tsunamis start as small waves deep at sea caused by an underwater disturbance. They can begin unnoticed, just a ripple, but as they get closer to land and the water becomes more shallow the long wave builds upwards until it crashs into land wiping out everything in its path. This is the story of America
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 