It was hard to live in a pandemic for the last 8 months. But now that we are close to the ‘Big’ holiday, we have lost words to describe what ‘this’ is that we are feeling.
We are miles away from our comfort zone. New ‘normal’ is not fun. The only thing that would have made 2020 a bit better has been taken away from us — The hope of a warm and cozy Hallmark Christmas.
As this holiday season approached in the middle of a relentless pandemic, I felt almost ready to give up on all things ‘happy and…
Once upon a time, I was a young impressionable Human living a full life with zero regrets. I vaguely remember that time. I recall being happy and wanting to travel and move all the time.
Today I am a recovering Human who quit the super fast corporate hamster wheel to find her purpose. And this is a snapshot of my journey for anyone wondering why they haven’t felt Human in years. My six stages of transition happened within a span of six months but have been years in the making.
I lived the hamster wheel of corporate addiction for years…
Netflix Romantic Comedies are a must-watch this Holiday season. It is full of gorgeous young people in a fantasy world that rivals the ‘Game of Throne’ series. And they battle the ‘White Walkers’ with stylish clothes and perfect teeth.
In some ways, I would say it is better than the original GOT. Because in this version, Jon and Danny get together and rule the seven kingdoms forever.
And with the COVID season around the corner, there is a whole new set of Christmas romance on the market. …
Love that could move mountains
Served up to me like it is my right
And you want nothing in return
You create new worlds for me
Like new days and nights
With you are not enough
Your strength is unmatched
You hold my hand and let me fail
So I can step into my greatness
Your generosity knows no bounds
Your abundance is mine
No questions asked
You see perfection in all my imperfections
And you insist that I mirror your gaze
When you see me struggle
You bring me the Sun when I need light
And do not judge my…
We spent lifetimes apart and lifetimes together. Every experience in whatever life form we take in all our lives; we know each other exist. Maybe not on the same planet or dimension or energy field. But he exists. And I feel it. I feel it in my soul, in my body, and in my spirit.
It is a powerful energy, a connection, a sense of belonging that cannot be denied or moved past. It is not LOVE. …
I walk the edge
The edge of my light
I sense the wrath of my shadow
And the power of my truth
My shadow my ego
Points to the bank account
The number on the scale
The greys in my hair
You are not enough
It says with anger
The wisdom and light
Is nowhere to be seen
I hold my breath
I want to defend
Fight, numb, or outrun
I only want the light
Then it dawns on me
The light and the dark
The shadow and the wisdom
It is all one
I will not find
One without the…
The unexpected stops that are uniquely you.
We are never short on stories of triumph. These stories are where we go for hope and inspiration. We need to know that there are others who have made it to the other side. The other side of poverty, anonymity, failures, grief, loss, unhappiness, and all other things not so nice.
And we all gather around to get the wisdom of the perspective from the good side. We buy books and memorize step by step what they did to get there. We listen. Learn as much as we can. And take the leap.
“If you’re alive, you’re a creative person. You and I and everyone you know are descended from tens of thousands of years of makers. Decorators, tinkerers, storytellers, dancers, explorers, fiddlers, drummers, builders, growers, problem-solvers, and embellishers — these are our common ancestors. The guardians of high culture will try to convince you that the arts belong only to a chosen few, but they are wrong and they are also annoying. We are all the chosen few. We are all makers by design. Even if you grew up watching cartoons in a sugar stupor from dawn to dusk, creativity still lurks…
Spoiler Alert- Parenting instruction manuals do not work.
I never read instruction manuals. I skim through the pages enough to get me started. Then fumble through bits and bobs and YouTube videos and pictures on the pages to get me where I need to go.
Yet secretly, I always wanted to be a ‘manual reading’ adult someday’
So when I found out I was pregnant, it seemed like a sign from up above. It was time.
Unfortunately, the parenting manuals were a mess. Or I kept finding the wrong ones. …
Seeker of Joy and Purpose. Accidental Medium Writer.