Healing does not mean going back to the way things were before. Healing means being able to allow yourself to live and move forward with who and what you are today at this very moment. SO many times in life we want to go back and heal a situation to restore it to its former glory,
Tag: meditation
“Yea you!…I’m talking to you, you crazy cool pouting puss,” spouts my inner voice. Leave it to me to have an inner voice with an attitude. But I have to admit, I do look good in a purple jacket, red tie and blue shades. So at least my inner voice got the Crazy Cool Puss
I love treats. All kinds of treats. I am treated on occasion to a glimpse of a beautiful woman. One I know well, quite intimately in fact. I don’t see her everyday. In fact, seeing her is as unpredictable as winning the Lottery. But it happens, when I least expect it. But always when
Darkness is defined as the absence of LIGHT. Conflict comes when you bump into all the unknown in the dark and you fight for your space and your security. When a match is struck even in the darkest corner it can give us the ability to see what lies around us. We find out that what
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
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”
Whose there…. Me…. Me who??? I’m not sure. I was hoping you could tell me…. Tell you what? Who I am…. Are you lost?? I don’t think so… So why did you knock on my door? I’m not sure…It seemed like the right thing to do… Do you need something? Are you hurt or hungry?
The night is silent in this house except for the hum of a fan in the corner. I sit and stare at a blue eye like my own and wonder if it sees the shooting star coming it’s way. I don’t always see them coming but I sense their presence in my life, glimmering swift
The shifting sands of life can sometimes seem to spread out in every direction and appear so vast an expanse of nothing-ness that you lose your bearings. Sand spills into every opening in your shoes making every step you take that much more difficult and uncomfortable. The hot winds have left you so parched you couldn’t call out
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 