Always say “yes” to the present moment. Eckhart Tolle
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A pregnant woman boards a bus. After sitting down, she notices a man smiling at her. She feels self-conscious and changes her seat, but he starts to giggle. She moves a third time, and he laughs out loud. On her fourth move, he bursts into hysterical laughter. They both get off the bus at the ... Continue Reading »
I’m not a fan of country music. Nor am I fan of “Jesus taking my wheel”, I usually like to take my own wheel thank you very much. But on this particular day, Jesus, Mohommad, sheez, even the Queen of England could have reached right over and grabbed the wheel from my son that ... Continue Reading »
Whether you are scarred by love, jaded by religion or beaten by circumstance, there comes a time to say “Enough!” and move on. You aren’t serving yourself or changing anyone else by holding on to anger. Rights and wrongs are beside the point now. It’s time to let go, let the past be what it ... Continue Reading »
The snow lays a blanket of stillness and peace over our winter thoughts, tucking us in and telling us to hush and rest now. All I want to do is stomp my feet and yell “Wake up!” but as a child in this new land I do as I’m told. So, Okay – you win, ... Continue Reading »
Over the years Tears. She’s pregnant. She cried. “You have a boy”, again happy, ecstatic tears. Another two makes three. Three times more the tears. Tears from firsts, tears from lasts. Beginning school, of pushing away, tight embraces, overnight stays, and saying goodbyes. First hurts. Last glances Thankful tears for second chances. Tears from fears ... Continue Reading »
Hands leaf through pages with long ago words. Hearts search through stages with long ago hurts. The story keeps changing from this day to next. The mind rearranging, to what it likes best. A tale told over, a familiar groove. A place to take cover no need to move. But it’s time to tear up ... Continue Reading »
There is nothing I can do. But watch. My wanting it to change, my arguing with it, pleading for one more day, pointless. The leaves fall, the wind changes, the temperatures drop, the geese fly. My mind calling it the enemy. I prefer, cloudless skies, sprinklers, and bare feet. Nights on the deck in the ... Continue Reading »
It’s really best to get them out of your head. Just forget them, tear them up and throw them away. Yes I know they’re pretty, peaceful, perfect and quite delightful. They’re wonderful to look at but they’re of no use at all. Simply more harm than good really. Just a pile of made-up pictures to ... Continue Reading »
A book report on a famous person. She chooses Anne Frank. She has never heard of Anne Frank but the book has a picture of a little girl on the cover. She is a little girl. I leave her to leaf through the pages at her own pace, to discover her own meaning about something ... Continue Reading »
What’s mine is not yours. For what’s mine is mine and yours is yours. Let’s just get that clear I say to the both of us, from mother to child Draw the line. Then follow it to where it begins and see who is holding marker in hand. Who drew it, walked it, and now ... Continue Reading »
Fear is the memory of danger. It serves a purpose, often keeping us out of danger like not touching a red hot stove top, but in many ways it’s a dinosaur. The fight or flight response of fear is a hangover from ancient times when people had to avoid flying spears and hungry mammoths. It ... Continue Reading »
I. Screw. Up. (In case there are still a handful of you out there who hadn’t realized) Ahh, that feels better. And I don’t mean just sometimes. No, daily, and most probably hourly if I am to be honest. This motherhood gig is a lot harder than I thought it would be. The wide-eyed optimism ... Continue Reading »
It all felt particularly hard that day. I lay flattened by the weight of it all, buried with barely a pulse – until a whisper brushed by my ear, barely audible as doubt and disbelief smothered each word… “The sun’ll come out Tomorrow Bet your bottom dollar That tomorrow There’ll be sun! “ Yet, it ... Continue Reading »