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: spiritual
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
Remember when you were a kid and you had a record player?…Ha, yeah I know – waaaayyyyy back when. Well, I had a flip top portable that played 45 records and I, like many others, had a few favorite records that skipped. The same phrase would play again and again and again. So to keep
It is in the half clouded moments before I awake, in the morning hours before dawn, that I see things the clearest with my minds eye. I have a deep rooted sense of calm. I know firmly who I am. I have no fear or trepidation. I don’t know want or lack. I don’t feel
Blue days have a way of sneaking up on me. I guess I looked as pitiful as a kitten who couldn’t go out to play yesterday afternoon. The A/C was out when I got home and the maintenance worker dropped by to check it out. He has been to my unit several times before since
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 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 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
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.
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 