7th Inning Stretch

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As a writer, I write when I feel good and… terrible.  Emotions seem to fuel.  I also write when I’m confused and when I have absolute clarity.  I awoke too early this morning having to use the bathroom.  Gheez, how much water did I drink before going to bed?  I had to chuckle to myself.  Let… it… flow.  And so my day begins before sunrise. Continue reading

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Fear Not

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I have a fear.  So how do I get to, fear not?  Because I know that this fear is not me.  I brought this fear though, with me, into this life.  I’ve had it all my life.  It’s manifested in different ways over the decades.  While I’ll tell you mine, just fill in your own. Continue reading

Helpful Words and Parallel Lives

The past few nights I’ve awoken to my heart racing yet no thoughts. During the day, I’ve also felt large waves of energy to the point I’ve had to sit down (like a pregnant lady) and honor them. I’ve tried to ground myself and that seems to help… a bit. Oh the old me would not believe in what I do now. Continue reading

Finding… myself?

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I unpacked a box today that I pack away several years ago when I left my home and career. I’ve been… sort of, in transit since then. On the top where numerous pairs of professional shoes. Several pairs I tossed to the side remembering that I really didn’t like them. They just weren’t comfortable. Continue reading