Public restrooms. I have a thing about them. They continue to be one of my biggest categories of pet peeves and nothing has changed in the six years since I wrote my restroom rant. I'm really dying to hear your thoughts. So read on and, I hope, react in the Comments. Because inquiring minds want to . . .
I know better. And yet, in starting my new business, A Healing Spirit, which you can find HERE, I screwed up. More than once. I can't erase those mistakes. But I can learn from them and so you can you. So that others don't make the same mistakes I did, I've decided to share some of my screw-ups, . . .
Not too long ago I posted something that said Eventually you'll end up where you need to be, with whom you're meant to be with and doing what you should be doing. One of my friends weighed in with "But how long does it take!?" And my response was simple: "It takes as long as it takes." Thing . . .
Have you ever had a moment out of time that was, well, transcendent... so transcendent that the you felt it was almost supernatural? That it was so meaningful that it would last forever? I was thinking about a time like that all those years ago when I met the man who was a balm for my . . .
Save It's dark outside and I'm sitting alone deep in thought and I think I've discovered the key to understanding life. It occurs to me that we come into this life alone (unless we're multiples) and we leave alone. Birth and death, they're solitary things. We each have our individual experiences . . .
Some months ago ago I had reason to be in a discussion involving someone who had at one point in their life been a key player in an anti-establishment human rights movement. Time passed and while that person hadn't drawn the lucky gene card, they'd drawn another lucky card and leveraged it to high . . .
Hello to all my new Facebook friends! I'm happy to have so many likeminded new people in my life, especially since I've transitioned a few out recently. I mean, why cast my pearls before swine when I can be wearing my pearls along with thousands of others who ALSO wear pearls? Oh, I do love you . . .
The process of living changes us. Sometimes, our hearts feel battered and bruised and other times our hearts are so full they feel like they could burst. Life changes us, there's nothing we can do about it. Resistance is futile. Life changes us Sometimes it brings us to our feet Sometimes it . . .
October is a beautiful month, probably my most favorite month, just as fall is my favorite season. It's still fall, but since I was raised in the Northeastern U.S., for me, November still has the ring of early winter. Spending most of this autumn season in Santa Fe has been a delight. I'm thinking . . .
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