After only one week of posts I don’t want to abandon the blog completely. I’ve been going through my days, but boring myself. No point in boring others. The idea is being human; let it flow without obligation. Sometimes a flow is suspended or interrupted, diverted for whatever reasons. I won’t force myself into a... Continue Reading →
I took action to get enough information to feel better about a change in direction. Fortunately my real estate advisor is a good friend with a vital professional and financial angle. Complete honesty is easy without feeling embarrassed. She could hear in my voice I don’t sound like myself and I admitted I have been in... Continue Reading →
Day two the depression fog rolls in, metaphorically and physically. It’s foggy, wet, dreary and dark this morning. I don’t feel like writing, maybe because I wrote a long time yesterday. Browsing past New Year's journal entries as far back as I have digital files, that was enough digging to notice I don’t want to do... Continue Reading →
Why am I indoors on a gorgeously sunny spring Saturday? I could be hiking the Tallgrass Prairie but instead I am vacuuming the 1894 wood plank library sub-floor of an historic old house. WHY? I enjoy the mindlessness of the work and a special feeling of being a tiny part of the restoration of a grand... Continue Reading →
Thank God for the lovely outpouring of birthday wishes on Thursday. I was still in a depressive funk, but I continued to go through the motions of celebrating in every way The Universe provided. I watched the negativity in my thoughts and allowed them to play out long enough to realize it is nothing I... Continue Reading →
Sunday I was inspired to look for a mindfulness video to give my new clients. I need to introduce them to observing their thoughts before we start. That is part of how my mind was set up to help me heal so fast when Linda first taught me to tap. I found several videos but... Continue Reading →
Watching Tiffany and Heather is great for a lot of people, but there will be some who cannot relate to their stories when they can relate to others or mine. My parents were mostly calm, loving, supportive and encouraging. My childhood traumas were not so dramatic. There was no alcohol or drugs, no death threats... Continue Reading →
Unexpectedly time has opened up on my calendar. I watch my thoughts around it. I see how old patterns of belief want to grab hold of it and make it into a worry. I know everything is in Divine Order. I have observed the ebb and flow of clients and it’s part of the natural... Continue Reading →
It’s still brutally cold, near 0°. For a week it’s been like an Alaskan winter with snow on top of snow and no melt in between. I’m not in a good space or a mood to write. I woke up again with TMJ head stuff, and my back is still tense. My massage was mainly... Continue Reading →
I was in a funk again. I worked on the book for an hour and tried something different. Instead of reading old journals, I proofread the first part, but ignored the places that need inserts. I noticed and tapped on small triggers of remembering unwanted feelings of the past. I had unknowingly put pressure on... Continue Reading →
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