Note: I was not paid for this post but my ticket to ShiftCon2018 will be comped in exchange for volunteering at the convention; however my opinions are my own. Nearly two years ago, I signed up to go to ShiftCon. I’m not sure why I did it. I think someone posted the information about ShiftCon… Continue reading #ShiftCon2018 is Coming & I’m GOING!
I’ve been sitting on my couch staring at a blinking cursor for a while now. I’ve been on Facebook four or five times, scrolling through Twitter far too many times to count, and have sipped several cups of coffee while the cursor consistently blinks in the background; these are the only words I’ve written in… Continue reading Childhood Fears Still With Me Sometimes
Obviously, I’ve completely fallen off the writing wagon and my excuse is getting old. I’m planning on continuing to blame Trump but then write anyway because I have to get back to something that brings me joy and keeps me productive. I’ve done a lot of work around the house but I’ve done no internal… Continue reading Writing in Circles
Pet-sitting is a peaceful and calming activity. Let me explain. When I am staying at another’s home with their pets, it’s not only quieter because I am not at my own home that is full of people, but my mind and thoughts are quieter. I relax into the nothingness that is expected of me–other than… Continue reading Pet-Sitting as My Muse
I tried so hard to write a love letter to myself, I really did, but the reality is I don’t love or respect myself right now and for many good reasons. I know this seems like such a cop out but I looked at this exercise from so many angles. I put on my thinking… Continue reading The Dog Ate My Homework
In this week’s version of 52 Weeks: 52 Ways to Love Your (Wild) Self, my homework was to find 15 minutes per day and use those minutes for myself in any way I choose. I could sit and stare off into space. I could exercise, daydream, take a very quick nap, escape to my room… Continue reading My 15 Minutes of Fame
New Year’s resolutions come and go. By February, they’re more a glimmer than a shine. Most people don’t even remember what they vowed to do and I can say the same thing about myself. I remember last year’s resolution to see more sunsets (didn’t happen) but none of the years before that. This year, I’ve… Continue reading Not Everything Has to be Shakespeare