Look at this tree. That tree has survived hurricanes and probably droughts and who knows what else, and there it is. So perfectly beautiful. Look at those limbs. Wouldn't a tree house up there be lovely? I thought that was a perfect tree. Then I saw this one. This one leans a bit. You can … Continue reading Trees

It's about wanting to fix. About wanting to reduce the anxiety that rises up in my chest when someone I live is not ok. I can describe it a lot of different ways. I can call it co-dependency - my happiness, my ability to feel good, depends on someone else feeling good so I direct … Continue reading Fixing the Fixer

I was having a lovely Sunday afternoon, for no particular reason, until a minor household crisis arose. I sprang into action and, with MP's help, devised a solution. I could have been pleased at our successful planning. We haven't implemented yet, but we know what we need to do and he's heading out to get … Continue reading Letting It Go

Fortunately, here in the South, that means a slight dip in temperature and not the fearful freezing of the North. This year, I've decided to do a big deal about Autumn equinox though. The kids and I are going to celebrate wildly. Well, we're going to decorate a bit and have an end of summer … Continue reading Fall is coming…

It seems like I've been trying to change the way I relate to the world. I wanted to move in a straight line, putting my energy into my career vision, staying focused on my goals and objectives, and so on, blah, blah, blah. It seemed like a good idea in the beginning. It seems like … Continue reading Outside the Lines

I know. It's hard to believe. Sad but true. I. Was. Wrong. Sigh. I need my blog. I feel like I lost part of myself, like I'm walking around out of balance. I was telling Bleue, I'll have to rename it "My Sad Blog" or "The Whining Post." But that's ok. It is what it … Continue reading I Was Wrong

I have used up all my cute titles. Seriously. I started to put, It's Me, It's Me, It's Ernest T," which I think is from Andy Griffith, right? But I wasn't even amused, so that was a big "never mind." Oh, well. I could have called it "Angst Dump" right? But that would not have … Continue reading No Title

My daughter made biscuits last night - beautiful “from scratch” biscuits like people’s grandmas used to make. I was kind of excited. I had a client so I was eating later than the family and I envisioned the biscuits with butter and some cinnamon applesauce. Ok, not the kind of applesauce your grandmother used to … Continue reading Cinnamon Applesauce

His hands steadied her. Standing up, she almost lost her balance, and she might have fallen, but his hands around her waist were firm. She stood in front of him, eyes downcast. He settled in his chair. “Legs open, a bit more,” he said. Obediently, she shifted, widening her stance. “Hands behind your back, girl,” … Continue reading Holding

I think I published this and unpublished it right afterwards. Ooops... “Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all. When there's a big disappointment, we don't know if that's the end of the story. It may just be the beginning of a great adventure. Life is like that. We … Continue reading Interlude