I love vegetables. There are times when just standing at the counter with a pile of freshly rinsed vegis and my favorite knife can be bliss. I look at their color, smell the bright splash of scent when I put in the first cut and a bit later I have piles of of chopped bits…
It starts off small, a little WANTING, a little attraction, then desire just this side of obsession. That is how it began for me. My watchband lost its loops and the end of the strap kept flapping. It still functioned but was annoying. Then it got a little tear. I was relieved. That meant the…
My heart is tender yet greedy; she is sensitive but grips tightly to what she desires. So strange to take captive what my heart admires as free. What am I doing? Why do I grip? I admire all that grows, and growth requires change. Pining a person or an event in a static position in my…
That’s right – come to a rest, put your pencil (keyboard, tablet, device, list, or other “have to do”) down and breathe. Going going going, doing doing doing getting getting getting. I suffer from the disease of “more”. I know I am in “trouble” when I reach for “just one more” cookie, spoonful of something,…
Mark Twain said that “Humor is tragedy plus time.” And I say “THANK GOD!” Looking back at my life before recovery and my life early in recovery I see what I huge part my guilt and shame played in my selection of jobs, how I handled requests and requirements, and how I responded to requests…
Many years ago I was on that treadmill of creating lists of things I would do differently (“on your marks, get set, GO!”) in the New Year. There would be some magic difference in my ability to control my eating, spending, or what have you after midnight December 31. So the obligatory list would…
Guest blogger Jean Campbell from the Transformational Power of Yoga telesummit team shared this post with me. I feel uplifted each time I read it. Today I am open Open to possibilities Open to love Open to change Open to success Open to laughter Open to miracles Open to appreciation Open to seeing myself as…
I have vivid dreams. Many are just sequences and stories- others are events and may be entertaining. Some of them, however, provide insight and guidance. These I make an effort to remember. This was true the other night. Many nights ago I had been having dreams about my death. I no longer find these frightening;…
Change of any type is unsettling; moving is moving for sure. There is pause for review, there is the process of deciding what to keep and what to pass on, there are trips down memory lane as one goes through “stuff”, and there is uncertainty. “What will I need in the future? What can I…
When saying NO means saying YES I am learning to have more boundaries. I know, kind of late in the game to be acquiring this skill; better late than never. Part of saying NO (thank you) is being able to weather the sting of turning someone down. I have a wonderful, replete life filled with…