Withdrawing my nomination I have been thinking a lot about mothering recently. Actually, I’ve been thinking about my role as a mother. I have been coming face to face with some of my defensive soldiers/insecurities lately; not the least…
Browsing Tag
Self-love
I often find myself in what some consider to be strange places. “Strange” as in places they’ve never heard of before. The truth is I have often never heard of the places I visit either until I find myself…
“STOP LOOKING IN THE MIRROR AND DO SOMETHING!” This phrase was yelled at me a few weeks ago as I traveled on a ferry which transports vehicles and their respective people between three ports in Southern Thailand. Not insignificantly,…
What are the odds… Of all the places I could be And you could be too; That I’d be me And you’d be you? And that we’d be here now, Right where we are – Out of all of…
We see We breathe We are living We live We laugh We are looking We look We seek We are searching We search We find We are loving We love We give We are binding We bind We choke…
The concept of not living up to one’s potential is the malignant foundation of a lifelong, self-destructive, cancer-like belief structure. This terminal theory has probably broken more spirits and relationships than any other in modern-day society. We start the…
Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam I am a curiosity here; an oddity for sure – a rare bird, a wild animal, the most foreign of foreigners. People stop and stare and tap their friends and their children so that…
Some people mistake kindness for weakness; this miscalculation can be a deadly fallacy in the animal kingdom. Why have we been conditioned to look upon those who are kind, compassionate and vulnerable as weak? It could not be further…
I originally wrote this on November 15, 2015, the day after there had been a terrorist attack in Paris. There have been other similar attacks in France and elsewhere in the world since the time I originally wrote this and…
Tickle my soul Make me laugh from the inside out Be the heart of my heart Leave no room for doubt Of how much you accept and love Every version of yourself The only commitment required Is to maintain…
And sometimes I feel like “And sometimes” is the only way To begin the expression of new thought. After one has discarded previous ways of thinking And has opened the channels to new shit, “And sometimes” clears the way…
Love my heart Until it expands and grows wings So that I may find myself floating And dangling puppet-like from your string Bruise my heart Until my blood rises, boils and thins Until the black and blue Is both…
You will know you’re doing it right When you no longer want to leave You will know you’re doing it right When you can stop just to breathe. You will know they love you When they disagree and fight…
You want me to be more like you? You want to fix my behavior and my thoughts too? Just a few minor adjustments are all that I need. To fit the image of what you want me to be.…
