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Fight for the Fairy Tale

Fight for the Fairy Tale

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My house is untidy. I want to say disgusting, but I’m doing this new thing where I try really hard to not apply my perfectionist standards to everything. So the word disgusting really does not apply here.  There is no ring of soap scum on my shower, and the kitchen floor was mopped yesterday by a very handsome man with…

Learn To Stay

Learn To Stay

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I am practicing this concept I heard on a Pema Chodran book I recently finished listening to. Learn to Stay. For about a year now I have been losing a relationship that was a major piece of my history. For months the wound is still so fresh that when I think about it I feel pulsating aches from my stomach…

Simply Become Who You Are.

Simply Become Who You Are.

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I live in a metaphorical battle. A story happening deep on the inside of who I am fit for a science fiction novel.  A power shift is about to go down in here, and every day I  am aware of this mystical crusade going on between the last bits of what society considers normal vs the eccentric nut job who…

Feeling Bad About Feeling Bad.

Feeling Bad About Feeling Bad.

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One of the hardest things for me to contend with is allowing myself to feel my feelings. Before accupuncture I was doing a wonderful job of not even realizing what I was feeling. I learned to shut myself completely off from feeling any emotions. As a thirteen-year-old I was quick to feel things. I was even voted most emotional in my…

Needles and Bird Feeders

Needles and Bird Feeders

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Here is part two in my Spirit Awakens series. If you need to catch up on the first part of this story just click here. So after my nothing is in your face Mrs. Areal cat scan results I decided to go to acupuncture. Acupuncture sounded much better to me than sitting in an MRI for an hour. I’m not…

The Spirit Awakens

The Spirit Awakens

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This post is the first in a series. The story is long and ongoing, but I felt compelled today to start to share it. Before we start I want to share a few things about my spirituality with you. I believe in God. However, I do not believe in one religion to channel his presence. I like to call him a…

Motherhood From Where I Sit.

Motherhood From Where I Sit.

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 Something about the Spring seems to make kids grow faster. As soon as Spring finally dug her heels in and decided to stay all three of my babies leveled up into new phases of life. My last baby is stepping into toddler-hood. His vocabulary has grown exponentially. This week alone he has added several words to his Mama, Dada, Sister, Brother, and…

It Feels Like Home to Me.

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 I’m back in School, which is another post in itself, but I don’t think I am feeling authentic enough to write it yet. I wanted to share the paper I turned in for a writing assignment. The task was to describe your ideal home. I am hoping this assignment did a little manifesting, because as soon as Uncle Jassy goes…

Oh Shit.

Oh Shit.

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I am a firm believer that sadness, resentment, and disappointment are all feelings that we choose. Some things are for real sad, catastrophicly sad, Earth shattering zombie apocalypse sad ,and we should be sad about them for as long as we need to be in order to move on from them. However, most things are just a little bit sad,…

A Real Life Oprah Ah Ha Moment.

A Real Life Oprah Ah Ha Moment.

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Today was one of those days when a revelation comes rushing at you. The blog. I started the blog because some version of myself living in my head is smart as fuck. The one who must sit in there ,constantly rolling her eyes at all the dumb ass things we do. The one who knows how to get to where…