“I don’t know,” she shrugged. “I’m just not feeling it. Ya know? I mean, all of the things happening, all the change, it’s just hard. I don’t even know what submissive means right now - what does it look like?” He looked at her, head tilted a bit, curious, as if he were weighing her … Continue reading Not Feeling It
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Thought for the Day – In TCT
“What is TCT?” you ask. Clearly, it’s an acronym, not a word, at least not a word in any language I know. You won’t find it in the urban dictionary - the place I love to search for strange acronyms and inexplicable word usage. Yeah, I think I made this one up. It stands for … Continue reading Thought for the Day – In TCT
Busy Days, Busy Nights
I get up early - typically between 5 and 6 a.m. That’s when I don’t wake up TOO early - often around 2:30 or 3 a.m. But I treasure that early morning time when no one else is up yet. I was still a child when I started to get up that early. I would … Continue reading Busy Days, Busy Nights
Sending Love…
May you be happy May you be healthy May you be safe May you live in love.
The Tightrope
If I lean too far one way, I fall into the pit of despair. Ok that might be over-dramatizing a bit, but not a whole lot. In this direction lies the land of high anxiety, which for me quickly shifts to "whoopee, we're all gonna die." (To the tune of whatever-that-song-was at Woodstock. Yes, I'll … Continue reading The Tightrope
Like a Drive-Through
Just sort of popping by to say "hi." I'm trying to catch up with all the things I've left undone this week. Well, maybe not all of them, but some of them. And suddenly it’s 10:00 and no blog post. So here’s my thought for the day: "Let the darkness find you if it must. … Continue reading Like a Drive-Through
We're Making It
My first five days of Home-Schooling ended quietly. It wasn't really home-schooling anyhow, more like unschooling, which is also ok. Well see what next week brings. Today we celebrated Spring Solstice even though it was a day late. My daughter, the grands, and me. We used my Himalayan meditation bells and the maraca, smudged with … Continue reading We're Making It
