There are few memories near and dear to me as this one. It’s a memory I return to often and when it came flooding through my mind this morning, I felt compelled to share it.
First, I want to say that God and I have enjoyed a special relationship since I was born. He (the pronoun I choose to use) has always been a part of my life, always been there for me and outside of this experience, there was one other when He spoke this clearly.
And while I know God is a loaded term, my definition of God…
No one would know
how many times we
made love on the new
we had worked so hard
to pay for.
They would never see
the mornings spent on
the kitchen floor,
dreaming into one another’s
eyes and bodies
taking the time in which
the biscuits and gravy
cooked, to spread
our love across the counters.
It would seem unreasonable
that our bed was our home
the singular place we
found hardest to escape
hiding under the sheets
snuggling away our day
whispering of the love
we had found.
The bathroom shared our
wanderlust for change
the reflection of us two
brushing our teeth, then my back
propped gently against the mirror
inhaling your body
craving the most it could receive.
Who had time for real life?
We never did.
Want to change or supercharge your relationship overnight? Practice being present.
I’m one of those people who loves picking a word for each year. It gives me one directive that I can sink into throughout the year. It feels doable. Liberating. And I love seeing what my Intuition will bring me each year.
My word for 2020 was Present.
Fortunately, I was given this word before I knew what was coming otherwise I may not have followed through, haha.
Why Present? I’m a fast-moving person, forever working, dreaming up business strategies, solutions, or fantasizing, which is fun but often leads…
In case you didn’t know, all the wisdom you could ever need is within you.
There’s no need to ask friends or family, to review everything with other people in your life, or depend on some type of teacher/professional to provide the insight you need to move forward.
That may sound crazy. May seem untrue. And if you don’t believe me, I wouldn’t be surprised.
From day one, we’ve been conditioned to believe that someone or something external has more wisdom and therefore we often spend the majority of our lives running into the arms of others when help is…
Truth be told, as someone who created a marketing agency in 2012, I’ve seen my fair share of folks who built entire businesses around quoting themselves and have always found it odd.
It used to be considered arrogant but these days it’s normal and in many cases, considered the better decision to ensure accuracy.
Even so, it’s still weird for me to create quote cards and attach my name. Maybe it’s a female thing. Maybe it’s my old religious background. Maybe it’s my previous judgment. …
He brought them to me
small presents wrapped
in leftover paper
or, brown bags he
put his lunch in, refused
to throw away.
He picked them up
along his day
rocks, pebbles, pieces of glass,
diverse shapes and colors
reminders of childhood stories we shared.
We were adventurers
searching the creeks, ponds, trails, land
surrounding our homes
for the most beautiful ones.
Garnets, Mica, Quartz
we came home proud of
our finds, treasures and laid them out
side by side, row after row
to display for friends, family
in hopes they would understand our need,
identical lust for…
Unless you’ve been hiding under a rock, you know what PMS is or have heard about it.
But have you heard about PMDD? It’s PMS’s cousin who’s louder, rowdier, and infinitely more obnoxious. At her best, she’s still far worse PMS. At her worst, she’s so dangerous that she can push you to the brink of suicide — not joking.
The Mayo Clinic defines PMDD as a severe, sometimes disabling extension of premenstrual syndrome (PMS). Although regular PMS and PMDD both have physical and emotional symptoms, PMDD causes extreme mood shifts that can disrupt your work and damage your relationships.
If I shared only one tangible tip for a successful relationship, it would be: separate bathrooms.
Hear me out.
I’ve always been told that you share everything in a committed relationship. This could be a marriage, a live-in, a whatever. But my first reaction has always been HELL. NO.
I’m not down to share all my personal space.
I’m not down to share all my mental space.
And I’m definitely NOT down to share my bathroom space.
Nor do I think anyone should.
Call me crazy, but I believe in maintaining mystery in a relationship — as much as possible.
Some say the world revolves around love,
Others say hate.
Because of all I have been full of
I would have to believe that it is love.
But if I drew you a picture of my heart,
You could see my scars from hate,
Black and blue, tender and tart,
Heavy in weight
Sadness in part.
(Written in a 2006 Poetry class in the style of Robert Frost’s Fire & Ice)
Voting for politicians can be such a headache — if you’re doing it right. But my approach minimizes the time, confusion and gets right to the root of who they are.
First, I’m not a fan of politics or politicians. But as of today, they run the country and that’s why it’s important to pay attention to what they do and to vote accordingly — on a federal, state and local level.
How can we ever expect our country to improve if we don’t purposefully vote in folks who want to love and care for it?
In fifth grade, I…