Spooky
Spooky how much we know what the right thing to do is and how we don’t do it. What is that mind, body split about?
Spooky how much we know what the right thing to do is and how we don’t do it. What is that mind, body split about?
The sinus around my left eye and along my cheekbone is inflamed and sensitive, the bone that endured the surgery is present with a dull insistent pain and my carpel tunnel is flared up. Feeling all of my 50 years and a little scared that the surgery might be infected. I am going to the [...]
I rarely read anything I post, but given that I am embarking on a project that revolves around planned change to move forward, I just re-read what I posted last night and came up with the idea that I might try to tackle each of the areas of my life, making a first sketch of [...]
I have been doing everything I can to avoid sitting down and writing this. I think it is because I know I need to do the work on paper, in my head, in my life, that I have been hinting at and inching towards for a while now. I need to call it all out [...]
My eyes well as I write this. A number of people responded with concern to my posting last night. With reference to my afore mentioned habitrail, I woke up and checked email, and the sweet insights and suggestions gave me pause once again, I think I am working on many paws just about now. A [...]
What do you do when it is almost impossible to enjoy anything or feel good? It is an amazingly paralyzing feeling. You head in one direction to get something done, and unless there is a pressing deadline attached to it, something that will publicly embarrass you or shout your incompetence to the world, you falter [...]
I am sorry I didn’t post last night. I knew that might happen, and I even went out first thing yesterday morning and took pictures right outside my front door. I had the good intentions of posting these little shots and then using it as a trigger for writing earlier in the day. But the [...]
