Opposites

I'm not so fond of people but I get lonely Yoga feels good but is more satisfying in a class I love singing but never want a solo Making art is what I do though more fulfilling when I teach I have tremendous fears and I still keep moving

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Permission to forgive

I read a blog about forgiveness this is not about a person I perceive to have wronged me This is about creating a foundation for my perpetually absent self-esteem Perhaps I need a dowsing rod to find the correct location to dig for it Buried by years of clay and sand this small seed must…

A response, really depressing

The Sandbox Writing Challenge 2018 — Exercise 17 Posted by calensariel This week we’re going to get a little serious again. We all go through tough times in our lives. Some more so than others. Put your thinking caps on and sort through your experiences, then tell us… What is one of the worst emotional storms you’ve weathered in…

Difficult

Dear Readers, I guess you can tell I'm struggling to remain focused I'm pulled like Silly Putty in the hands of a toddler Not understanding the reality of sticky objects she puts me in her sock I'm spending time fending off emotional assaults attention seeking behavior sorting through my purse being accused of yelling and…

A Long Story

The Silent Sentinel said, "You've got really bad taste in men!" So that caught me off guard I had to count to ten Tell me something I don't know. Artists and their delusions of passion sex and living in the moment "If I could go back in time and never marry your father I would"…

I can want

Sure, I can want my children to be brilliant and given accolades for their accomplishments. My reality is that I'm struggling to keep them all out of trouble. My Eldest Surly Reverie is floating just above the waves while treading water. Thank God he can swim. Thanking the third grade program that taught all the…

Happy Aging!

Saturday, I turned 47. A day earlier, ESR turned 20. Monday my mom turns 72. That's a whole bunch of Leos. My herd came over to visit. I guess it was a party. Everybody talking at once. Girlie bouncing off the couch My brothers called to wish me "happy aging." I'm having that sinking problem…

A day

Waking up early I wondered what my birthday would bring? A hummingbird sighting or the female cardinal hunting in the pine branches I hovered in the living room pacing five steps left five steps right Would an activity tracker chart my steps when I'm nervous and can't sit still? Claiming my heart rate and releasing…

Potty Time

  (*In response to Ms. Toy Whisperer's post, "Unleashed") With the boys daycare did the dirty deed like toy soldiers they followed the potty line I'm at a loss she's potty trained at school NOT at home We must be bonding over pee and poop At home She is the baby. She calls herself, "Baby"…