I'm a single mom and I never wanted to be.
I feel things shifting in my life and it's clearly time for change. I lamented about my boredom and exhaustion with my writing. And today, I feel recharged. Not to write anything particular, haha. I'm recharged because God has been giving me important dreams lately. Last night I received one that has instructed me to … Continue reading Go to Prayer
Nostalgia is a human memory phenomenon. Defined as "a wistful affection for the past," wistful meaning "full of desire tinged with melancholy." We talk about the past as if it was our high school sweetheart. Even if the sweetheart was not sweet. That's usually the case, today is just another departure from the good old … Continue reading The Sin of Nostalgia
Have you ever woke up thinking "this is not the life I want to live?" I like that the phrase specifically asks about waking up because it always implies that big ideas come by morning. Many good ideas are morning ideas, there's something cleansing about a night of restful thinking. That cleanse might even reveal … Continue reading Wake Up and Smell the Roses
The world is so broad, how do we set boundaries against massive force of possibilities? Establishing boundaries for your self is a great place to start. Once you have a reasonable understanding about your own identity, your interests, your beliefs and you've managed your time to protect these things, you'll find that boundaries still need … Continue reading Setting Boundaries: the World
I spent 14 hours in active labor. I was in what they call "Labor Land." Which means that everything in the real world was blurred by complete immersion into my body. The sensations take over your whole body so there is no ability to recognize and interpret the surrounding environment. And it's true, people will … Continue reading Labor of Love
I think you should know that I have been procrastinating on today's blog idea for a few days. Even before I sat down to write, I tried to make a blog header (fail), watched an episode of Jeopardy!, ate twice, and taught my grandmother how to play chess. Deliberate distraction, I would say. Procrastination and … Continue reading Dealing with Distraction