Who knew that something so simple would be so hard? A little packet of Kleenex from the Red Roof Inn. Do you know how many nights we’ve spent in hotel rooms over the years? We had a routine, and I loved those nights and truck stops and rest areas; it always meant we were traveling. We were going somewhere. If we weren’t…
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Today’s a great day! I’m looking forward to the work I’m doing, and yes, I’m dreaming big! I still have unanswered questions that I have to accept will always be unanswered. There’s no other choice unless I want to stay stuck—and stuck isn’t a place I long to be. I’ve said it before, and maybe someday I’ll stop saying it,…
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I believe that anytime you have something going on inside your body, it’s an opportunity for growth, or even better said, a call to action. Your body speaks to you in the only way it can; through pain, indigestion, a headache, dis-ease– perhaps nausea, it’s telling you that somethings off. It’s urging you to stop and get centered. My last “opportunity”…
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So many clues lie here, between the pages, where I write. I never imagined I’d be sharing my journals with the world; my deeply personal thoughts meant only for me to bear witness. Sharing in this way feels vulnerable, but I’ve heard from so many people that what I’m writing helps them, so it’s worth it. And I’m going to…
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This… is what happened that day. When we arrived at the Hamilton Center in Terre Haute, we were immediately stopped at the door by a man pointing an object at my head. I knew it was a thermometer, even though he never said, I need to take your temperature. He just got in my face and started waving this thing…
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