Tag: inspiration
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The Positive One
We don’t have to be famous to make an impact. By paying attention to the people God places in our path, we can make a difference to those around us, one tortured soul at a time. I received a message from our call center through my work and I could tell by the tone of…
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If It Was Up to Me
I’m so uncomfortable over the things God’s calling me to do and it all started shortly after leaving one of my jobs. Why did I have 2 jobs? I didn’t need both financially, but all my years as a single Mom instilled the mindset that I needed one for backup. It’s been a rocky road…
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The Terrifying, Yet Marvelous Terrain of Unknown Outcomes
The doggos see me grasp the familiar mug from the shelf, fill it with dark brown liquid and think I’m going to step outside with them like I used to with my morning mug. I had to give up drinking hot coffee and switch to cold brew, but I miss cradling that warm mug on…
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What a Year Can Do
The dogs know when I wake up on edge and they’re eager to be let outside. I don’t blame them because when I feel off center, I don’t want to be around me either! October is my birthday month and I’ve been pondering what a year can do. Last Friday, I met Lady A for…
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Do More Living
Here we are…awake at 5:30 am, again. I stayed up later than usual last night, talking on the phone with my daughter, so it seems it doesn’t really matter what time I go to sleep, if God wants me awake at 5:30, so be it. *Robin Sharma would be proud. I woke up thinking about…
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Rain or Shine
When we make a commitment to ourselves, a seed is planted within. We nurture it with simple, daily actions because it has a hard time being ignored. Stay focused on the commitment day in and day out, so the seed within, will sprout and grow. They were calling for rain overnight, which we need, but…
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Clear, Blue Morning
The best part of the day for me is morning. I love waking up before the dawn to sit in the middle of my bed and gaze through my bedroom window to witness the night brighten into day. This morning my phone buzzed with an email letting me know that my friend, Missy, over at…
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One More Bloom
I didn’t want to go for a walk this morning, but I did it anyway and feel more centered from it. On Tuesday I did a full body workout that kicked my butt, but I’m gonna do it again. My pep talk on repeat for now is, “I don’t want to, but I need to.”…
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Practice the Pause
When I was growing up, our household was in constant motion. I don’t recall ever seeing Mama just sitting and doing nothing. If she was sitting, which was rare, she was reading the newspaper, working a jigsaw puzzle, or sewing a button onto a shirt. When I was using dating apps, the most frequently asked…
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100 Walks
While living solo, I find it difficult to hold myself accountable to the intricate, daily habits that enhance my life. I’m still seeing Dr. Jason, so optimum health is at the forefront of my mind this year. During our July visit, my Bioenergetic readings were all good and he couldn’t find anything nutritionally my body…
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Give It Time
Another female Cardinal has chosen the wrought iron hanger to build her nest. The Asparagus Fern is still sitting in the hanger, even though I thought about replacing it with something that blooms. I stepped outside with the doggos to investigate further. This week, I noticed the fern jiggling while standing at the kitchen window,…
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Try Again
I just returned home from my friends house, Lady A, to take care of her flowers while she’s away. It’s an honor to be asked to care for someone else’s domain. It makes my heart happy to purchase a plant and watch it thrive, while knowing full well, I had purchased the same plant a…
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The Extra Mile
For the last couple of months, I’ve been taking the last week of the month off from writing and it’s replenishing. I don’t even think about writing, so my mind has open space. I’m still writing morning pages, even though I only fill one page, so I call it my morning ‘page’. I had to…
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On Friday’s
A few months ago, when they first became available, I purchased a cherry tomato plant. It’s done well, but I feel sorry for it because it hasn’t had a chance to mass produce. Every time a tomato turns red, I pluck it from the vine, wipe it with my shirt and eat it. I’ve been…
