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
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
The Eternal Law of Life is: ‘What you think and feel you bring into form; where your thought IS there you are, for you are your consciousness; and what you meditate or pray upon, you become.’ And so I sit this Sunday morning reflecting on the state of the world, humanity, our nation, my home and ultimately…myself. The
You visit me in my dreams. Dreams so vivid and real that for a brief moment the dream becomes reality and I am totally immersed in the time, taste, and smells surrounding me. Emotions are more intense and swell unrestrained by any insecurity or proven past history. My true reality seems like a distant childhood memory clouded over by a low, ground hugging fog that
It’s not lost on me that some people actually lose the ability to move forward in life. They become weighted and bogged down in life by the things they spend years struggling and fighting against. They live in a state of unrest. Emotionally, physically and spiritually denied by their own short comings and insecurities. Till
I know…I know, where the hell have I been? Well, I’ve been living life. What you been do’in? I hope you haven’t been waiting on me….or Waiting on the RIGHT time to do something…..or, for the RIGHT person to do it with…..or The RIGHT moment to do whatever the hell you THINK is gonna make you happy.
This is my favorite picture from my vacation in Hawaii. My final morning when I took my rental car and headed for the Road to Hana. This picture is special. I keep this picture in a frame top box on my coffee table to remind me of what is possible. That final morning I spotted
There will come a day when I will go unseen and unknown. No forwarding address, no email or phone number. It is the fate of all that have come before me and the waiting legacy of all who come after me. Few have the chance to choose the when, where or how. And no one
One of the greatest assets we can possess is HOPE. Hope gives us the ability to move forward, to see ahead through the storm and on to clearer days and calmer seas. It tells us “we can” when others, including ourselves, say “we can’t”. Hope is that small seed that propels us into the future.
There is this incredible moment ….a moment so hard to go back and pin point that you might as well not even try. A moment you just accept as having happened as soon as you become AWARE of it. The AWARENESS comes well after the MOMENT. I sat today as I drove between jobs and
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 