15 Apr growth….
While enjoying my coffee this morning, I stumbled upon "...
While enjoying my coffee this morning, I stumbled upon "...
We can sabotage ourselves and cover up our shiny, glorious brilliance, diminishing ourselves so that we don't appear to brag or boast, deflecting the light away from ourselves through self-doubt and a lack of self-esteem. What would it look like, and how would we feel...
When was the precise moment I realized that being silent, conforming to stupid rules and archaic stereotypes, bugged me? I am not sure. There wasn’t a piercing insight or a sharp inflection point- more of a germinating seed than a tipping point of realization. What...
Who is that older woman in the mirror? A question which occurs with a lot more frequency than previously. There seems to be a disconnect between my ageless feeling inside and the face staring back at me! I know that I am not alone. So...
I began the day firmly overwhelmed, confused, and worried, with a dash of a sinking feeling. That place where it is hard to move forward or sideways: any direction felt like a decision, and I lacked the confidence to make any decision other than to...
There is a sense of overwhelming at the beginning of the year- yes, it is full of possibilities, but for me, the multitude of paths, avenues, and choices unmade and the future extending broadly in front, which makes me hesitate momentarily. I skim my dreams...
Challenges are arising. Whether with volcanic force, sudden, explosive and all-encompassing, or an irritant's formation into a pearl – long and slow, a reaction to a stimulus. An effort must be exerted to scale what can appear unscalable. The tipping point is unseen, only felt....
A tree, a dogwood. Upon its branches are pink blossoms. Blossoms in November. Tiny pink tinge buds and petals are bravely exposed to the elements. How is that possible? What occurs within the trees to bring forth a bloom during the cool months of fall?...