An apple a day makes the Dr happier than poor food choices. Time to eat more apples.
Honeycrisp. Local grown.
Grateful for my doctor. She scolds me but knows I will process her input in my time.
Why do people tell you “Oh that medicine causes such and such…” I prefer to have faith in Dr’s wisdom.
New medicine. I hate it but if I was more careful it wouldn’t be necessary. Amazing variety of drugs out there.
She took time to listen to my story though she was behind.
There are things I can change and I will work on that.
As for the rest take me as I am. I am a rare type.
We reflect rays of God’s love to those around us.
The love circles back to wash over us. Memories of kindnesses and unexpected serendipity.Amazing and awesome.
Why am I always surprised?
The power of a smile. Reflecting and remembering then laughing at myself.
Sunshine and shadows. Autumn reflections.Light diffuses differently. Shortening days means more time for inner reflection.
Deep thoughts that lead to a tranquil spot where you feel cherished and empowered.
The reflection of the trees on the water is a rendering of the original. So our reflections are but are only ghostly images of what is true.
So in all this reflection is a challenge not to just watch but experience it and use it. What’s the worst that could happen?
Am I full of trepidation or excitement ? I can’t decide.But I see Carol’s welcoming smile and I am energized by Crystal’s hug and Linda’s welcome.
Who are we? For we have been chosen. There is no coincidence that we are here.We are the unsure, the fearful, the challenged, the creative, the wise, the seekers, the grieving, the diligent, the insightful and the hungry. We come to absorb all we can from ourselves and each other.
Peeling off the realities of our outside world , we have gone through a doorway where we can sit down and converse with ourselves. Hello beautiful soul.We begin to express the inner me to ourselves. Always astounding what pops out when the psyche is free to speak.
Tears and fears,triumphs and stumbling blocks. So many blocks! Roadblocks,writers blocks and the bitchy inner critic.?What next? Who knows?
I am grateful for Rubin for his bravery to be in a room of emotion. May his inner child be lulled to sleep to awaken as a twinkle in his eyes.
I am grateful to Diane who attempted the steps though her soul was brimful with loss.
Mary Beth I nodded at so much of what you said. How important to laugh at yourself.
Kathy. Your commercial impacted my “handling” of a long overdue reunion. Can’t wait to read your book.
Carol in the corner is my shining star. She radiates joy and fun. I can’t wait to come to your book signing.
Many asked about this site . I hope you are visiting. I picture your faces and will always remember our shared story in a safe place on a magic afternoon.
Grateful to have the time and money to attend the writing workshop today. The talent will be self supplied in time.
Crystal’s reassurance that I will breeze through it.Carol’s that I am a writer -of gratitude lists.
Putting myself first no excuses. Stepping out to do something that makes me nervous.
Knowing everything else will all get done. And if it doesn’t it can wait.
In the middle of a really good book. I am not here when I read it.
Beautiful Fall day. Next week is peak. Wake up and look around.
Grateful to determine an answer from insurance company. Those phone calls are frustrating. I picture someone smirking as I yell “a person” “a person.”!
Friday the 13th holds anticipation for me. We buy lottery tickets. No winners here.
Happy Sweetest Day! Always thought it was my parents special day because their anniversary was around then. We will go out to eat but just because we will be hungry.
Looking toward the writing workshop with confidence and composure. Embrace the experience!
My sister’s birthday. I’m trying to arrange something special.
All she really wants is fast food. I will make that happen.
Anticipation of her reaction to my surprise.
No present like the time.(Hope she likes her watch.)
Baby clothes are so colorful and cute these days. Picking out an outfit with a big hair bow. (I’ve never seen a picture of McKenna without one.)
Frosting is the reason for cake.
Making arrangements to get a washer and dryer someone is getting rid of. Plans are ready. So grateful they thought of it.
Today is full of details to prepare for the weekend. The universe is unfolding as it should and I’m in awe.
Lovely evening for a bonfire. I didn’t even need a jacket.
Well behaved fire that did not send out smoke or belch sparks.
Bugs that bother but don’t bite.
Sisters around the fire in quiet conversations. Consolation and communication.
Praying for the one who chose not to be there. She needs time to grow.
Many were talking about the sermon on forgiveness. The power of a guest ministers words.
Traditional bonfire fare. Why does a hot dog taste good cooked over coals?
I wonder who first thought up a s’more?
Women in a circle. A circle of togetherness, love and strength.
Good ideas and good solutions.
Picking out bulbs to plant at Church. Daffodils,tulips and crocus.
Deer resistant variety.
No ,No squirrels!
Boy scouts to plant them.No neat rows but tossed salad.
Defeating the Virginia Creeper.Donna was determined.
A gorgeous variety of pastel hyacinth bulbs for me.
A bag of blue tulips has shipped.
I have no boy scouts to plant mine.
The faith to look at a bulb and picture it will be a flower. There is hope for us!
A cinnamon bagel with honey nut cream cheese.
Honey crisp apples.
Change in the choir leadership. Some are worried. I just want to sing.
Standing up for myself.
Enjoying the last of the time I have with Gdaughter.
A deep and meaningful talk.
Realizing that the leggings I want are the one Jane bought. Laugh! we are more alike than we think!
October blues are predictable but annoying. Letting joy take the wheel.