Growth

My dream. My goal. If I don't begin, I will never succeed. I am finally dreaming while awake. I love how growth never ends. Each day I become more and more of the person that I restrained without cause. As I grow, I prune away the dead and dying failures, hinderances, and insecurities. I want … Continue reading Growth

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Light as Air

The freedom revealed in moments of clarity are fleeting. I know that as soon as I find that moment of peace free of the lists and the responsibilities of my transition, I will begin to worry. Why is it that insecurity stalks our peaceful moments and leaves us breathless in fear? I sometimes imagine that … Continue reading Light as Air

A new beginning

Beginnings are frightening.  Gloriously, joyfully, frightening. A little over a week ago, I wrote about how hope is temporary. (Link posted below.) Well, here's an update. I have my new beginning. I am venturing out into the great unknown. I am at the precipice of one path and preparing to jump the Great Divide. I … Continue reading A new beginning

Writing Calms the Qualm

Sometimes I want to just be free of responsibilities, duties, obligations, and worries. I want to feel light and airy, I want to be a souffle. I want to rise every day and be free to meditate, simmer and stew in my own thoughts and daydreams. I get my best ideas from my daydreams. Remember that … Continue reading Writing Calms the Qualm

Collaboration

I like being in charge, but I will gladly relinquish control of a situation to someone capable of making it work. Most importantly, I will relinquish control to a higher power. Lately, I haven't been as close to God as I want to be. I haven't relinquished control out of want and desire.  I established … Continue reading Collaboration

Southern Comfort

Unless preoccupied in the thoughts of my dream world, I always greet people with a smile. I was raised that way. Regardless of how society feels about salutations and respect, I say Ma'am and Sir. There is always room in the inn and food in the fridge. I was raised by a very hospitable family. I … Continue reading Southern Comfort

Crowing Achievement, I want…

I don't want this to be the end. I don't even want this to be the ne plus ultra of my ability. So here I am bearing my deepest want. Here I am paint-stripper scraping the basement of my soul and telling you, the reading world, what I want. I don't want. I don't want … Continue reading Crowing Achievement, I want…

Childhood Memories

Cotton candy. I can remember going to the carnival and waiting in line. The air was always sweet from the sugar of the cotton candy machine and salty from the popcorn machine. My mouth watering, I was gloriously juxtaposed between the two alluring treats. First, it was always the cotton candy. I loved pinching off … Continue reading Childhood Memories

Pursue

On yesterday, I shared my grief at the loss of something that I really wanted. To say that I was devastated would be like saying the Amazon is a bubbling brook or the Pacific Ocean is a teardrop.  I was severely more than just devastated.  It felt as if the world continued to move and … Continue reading Pursue