Funny thing I notice about Fear. He’s big and bad and burly while he’s at home lurking in my what-ifs and what-mights. He pokes at my stomach until I’m nauseous. He pounds on my chest until I can’t breathe. He shakes me and rattles me until I’m dizzy. He yells at me until I’ve relived … Continue reading Fear is a Coward
Throughout my marriage, two of my husband's most-used phrases have driven me crazy. The first (as in the one which appeared earliest and has been used most often) is "It is what it is." The second, which appeared only a few years ago, is "You don't know what you don't know" and, oddly enough, this … Continue reading Annoyingly Profound, Part 1: “It is What it Is”
I am a do-it-yourselfer. If you’ve by any chance read my blog post, My No-Medication Journey to Emotional Health and Well-Being, you are aware that this doing-it-myself thing extends to all things, even things as crucial as my entire existence. Maybe it’s good, maybe it’s not. I’ve certainly been scolded for being too self-sufficient but … Continue reading Art Therapy Journaling: One of My Favorite Life Discoveries
Catastrophe, I thank you Disaster, you win For getting my head back on straight again For setting my heart in a giving place again For my life and my love. Catastrophe, I owe you one Disaster, chalk up this one To letting the Highest in again To betting He'll make His point again In my … Continue reading Catastrophe, Thank You
If I decide that I am an artist and start doing artsy things Will I BE an artist? This is not a facetious question. In another post, I mentioned that I've always been drawn toward art, as in a craving in my heart to MAKE SOMETHING. I've messed around a little, making random things, all … Continue reading Can I Act It Into Being?