You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
Opposites attract, Except, of course, when they Don’t.
They thought / They were / Making / Memories
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “golly gee.” Use “golly gee” or another interjection that displays the same sentiment … More
These days, anyone who says the Bible is “crystal clear” on anything beyond “God is love” is immediately suspect in my mind.
Oh, how the cam has changed our lives… For the better. For the worse.
…here is where I take issue with how she eventually got to her place of peace. She (mistakenly, in my opinion) allows a diagnosis to become a label. She becomes afraid of her diagnosis because others are afraid of her diagnosis.
When I saw the prompt for this week’s stream of consciousness, I literally laughed out loud.
All that matters is today and the “ifs” I face which will create my tomorrow.
I aspire to more than what I can inspire today.
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “near/far.” Use “near,” use “far,” use them both if you’d like. In fact, … More
Here’s the truth: we’re all incomplete puzzles and will likely ALWAYS be incomplete, even if we finally get our shit together with healthy spirituality, quality therapy and/or the right medication. In fact, spirituality, therapy and meds just help us deal with the fact that we have missing pieces and (hopefully) stop us from trying to fill those holes with unhealthy actions, relationships, or substances.
I printed a poster for myself. I needed it for my cubicle. I needed something.
For me, “luck” falls into a bucket of words I find generally unhelpful, like “blessed”, “fated”, “chance”, “good fortune” and the like. They are all words that remove most, if not all, sense of self-determination and/or the fact that sometimes things just “happen”, both good and bad.
This shall be a wee post.
pray… that what I set free is worth more than what he leaves behind.
Moist is for cake. Only. Ever.
So, today’s word prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (#SoCS) is “hope“. HA! HA HA! I just wrote a poem … More
A sigh draws nigh as I weigh the fight
I had to shed and escape a deeply entrenched belief (and lie) that I was only worthy of love because of my value to others.