The Salvaged is my first solo published work is now available on the Kindle app at Amazon. It's just itty bitty at 26 pages, but it is absolutely complete and I am warm and cozy with fulfilled joy.
Do you wonder why there are some hurts you just can't get passed? Replaying twenty-year old situations over in your head making yourself crazy? You are looking at memories from the eyes of an older wiser being. Forgive yourself for not knowing what you know now. Let it go.
Ah forgiveness. So fickle and annoying. It's complex and wirey. It attaches itself to layers of circumstances each one requiring you to work through it. An apology is secondary to forgiveness. True heartfelt, admittance of guilt, behavior changing apologies are rare. They will still require you to work through the offending action(s) and the offender to forgive themselves. So, any real, half-assed, blanket apology or lack thereof is just fluff. Your only task is to work through it and let go. Forgiveness is an act done for yourself. A grudge is exhausting to hang onto and is good [...]
I awake in the pitch dark and it’s there to greet me. I get a tight coolness in my chest and throat that radiates down to warmth into my chest. A heavy rock in my gut. Warmth spreads outwards across my chest and up to my throat and to my tongue. I feel like it takes effort to get oxygen to my brain, but it’s more effort to try and breathe deep. The feeling comes before any thoughts. And I instinctively search desperately for a reason. Ah, there it is. This morning the anxiety is a reminder of my insolence. [...]
You are worthy of love and of all good things. Why do I say this? Because you are. We all are. Not one more than the other. We are all the same in our worth. So why do we then think one better than the other? Because we are told that there is such a measure. Being better implies that there is someone worse. You could argue morally there are some that are worse than others, but doesn't that just make us better than the actions the supposed worse person is doing? What is worse and what is better is relative. One [...]
Everyone needs a hero. I met mine early last year. She has this radiance that is calming. I can see the universal wisdom in her eyes where even my most major circumstances are mere blips in comparison. Yet, she looks at me with such compassion and understanding that I am comforted immediately. She oozes confidence and dances uninhibitedly when she feels joy. She is silly, graceful, protective and loyal. I want to be her. She is me. She is my Soul. She is my Self. _________________ When I’m with my tribe, ie husband, kids, sisters, brothers, BFF, aunts, cousins…I am [...]
As most of you know, Buff Beads are based on the gaming term for the skill used to give yourself power before a battle. Here's a quick little run down: In video games, specifically RPGs or MMOs there is a term we use for the skills that give us an advantage in the game. An extra 10% to health, a bonus 15% to defense, a boost to damage, speed, endurance etc. Some of these little dabs of comfort last until you get hit, some last 30 seconds and some last 60 minutes. Most of them aren't game changing like cheats [...]
I love hearing the ways you all use your Buff Beads. Some people wear them as a tribute to themselves and their self-worth, almost like a symbol of where their allegiance lies. One woman, who is still grieving the loss of her husband 10 years ago, tells me that she holds them in her hands and tells herself out loud "I am so strong!" She used this technique, as well as self-compassion, to quit smoking. Another lady who had bought Buff Kids for her pre teen daughter told me that her daughter’s feelings had been hurt by a friend and [...]
You can’t fit a circle block into a triangle hole. No matter how drunk you get. You will always be at triangle trying to fit in with the squares