Wash me away no more. Seal not my fate with your crooked lies. The tales you weave will be your demise. To the shore of disease, to the mountainous caves of hidden dreams. I will stand from there to here I will amass myself to engulf all that are tattered left for dead and shattered [...]
Often our view of what really matters is overshadowed by distractions and low hanging branches waiting to snare us. Refocus and center your eyes on what really matters today! 👁 👁
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Today is the 184th Birthday of Louisa May Alcott. Do you know who she is? Find out and how life influenced her and how this can help you.
What is time? Do we have enough? Will it run out before we complete our task? Time is a learning tool. It is what we do with time that matters. Time teaches us. Think of your experiences, your encounters, the time you spent doing anything or nothing at all. What did you gain or learn [...]
This post and poem below is dedicated to a very dear friend of mine who posted on Facebook her declaration to win her battle with cancer. She declared that she had decided to be positive believing in her healing and no matter what others thought she was going to trust her faith and inner strength to help [...]
It's important that we spend time with ourselves to refuel after a long week. I learned this several years ago. The giving of myself to work, family, commitments, etc. drained my well being. Going to bed exhausted and waking up rushing was no way to live every single day. It took some time for me to [...]
It's in the middle of the night Some times just before dawn It's light to a darken room It illuminates my mind Like an evening breeze It can blow on by I'm a victim to the draw As it snags me like claws I love it when [...]
9:30 am and I was about to tear what little hair I have out of my head. Irritable and cranky snapping at anything that crossed my path, the TV, furniture, the missed-fired coffee maker that forced me to go out to get a cup. Dazed in my fog of irritability, I told myself I was [...]
Marching feet and singing voices headed to the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Alabama 50 years ago as they walked for equality in America. That should be the default we receive no matter where we go. Yet, we are still talking about it. Not because we are ranting, merely reflecting, or memorializing the historic walk. No because at certain [...]