Tag: love my mom

When I was a kid, I swore…

That I would eat candy all day, even the kind that would stain my tongue bright “colors not found in nature.” That I would watch daytime TV to my heart’s content. I would never do the dishes.  Well ok , maybe once a week.… Continue Reading “When I was a kid, I swore…”

Perfect little Imperfections and Unintentionally Complete Projects

Like so many of the things we see everyday I have rediscovered two of the items in my living room.   They have been hanging on my walls for almost half my life- and there are long periods of time when I cease to… Continue Reading “Perfect little Imperfections and Unintentionally Complete Projects”

It’s All In The Cards.

I have been reading tarot cards since I was small.  It was just one of the many skills my mom taught both her daughters at an early age.  Though it is not something that any of us often openly talk about.  I have no doubt… Continue Reading “It’s All In The Cards.”

When I was a kid, I swore…

That I would eat candy all day, even the kind that would stain my tongue bright “colors not found in nature.” That I would watch daytime TV to my heart’s content. I would never do the dishes.  Well ok , maybe once a week.… Continue Reading “When I was a kid, I swore…”

Death and snowflakes

The snow falling lightly on my window reveled itself to me one day. All the little flakes waited patiently to melt. Momentarily displaying their breathtaking detail, individual beauty and uniqueness. I was there to see it. But had there been no audience-the show would… Continue Reading “Death and snowflakes”

Standing isn’t as simple as you might think

I mentioned in my OCD post that I have been in the martial arts community my whole life.  Due to my mother’s practice of Tai Chi I have spent many hours moving S L O W L Y or watching others move at a… Continue Reading “Standing isn’t as simple as you might think”

Eastward Ho! Part I

Almost four years ago now, my partner (now husband) and I found ourselves in the unenviable position of moving to the East Coast.   For us, the timing of the move was not something we had expected.  In fact it was years sooner than… Continue Reading “Eastward Ho! Part I”

The swell (how life works from the perspective of a surfer’s daughter)

The Swell Again and again I tread the same water passing it over my body and going nowhere, suspended between what is and what is to be. Then change comes as a wave out of the abyss consuming everything. Shifting your entire bodily universe… Continue Reading “The swell (how life works from the perspective of a surfer’s daughter)”

How can I tell?

Am I beautiful? How can I tell? I could look for the answer in the mirror to see what I need to cover up. I could give myself a number either off a scale or tag. I could look at the the beautiful people… Continue Reading “How can I tell?”

Life at the top of the mountain

Life is wonderful. Whether you take the time to realize it or not. To truly look around and see creation, life, living as it is, is a symphony to behold. The harmony of sky and sea, mountain and sun can not be accurately inscribed… Continue Reading “Life at the top of the mountain”

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