Tag: over sixty
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The Most Sacred Phase
It felt like coming home after being away for months, or at the very least, sliding my feet into my favorite pair of fuzzy slippers at the end of a long day. Over the weekend, the desk returned to the writing room and I sat down, gazed out the window in hopes of seeing a…
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The Hard Things
There’s this crazy looking oil painting that I’ve had for a decade and up until today, it was sitting in the give away pile. I’ve heard this phrase most of my life and as I’ve aged these words are still needed, but in a softer way. It asks a question, but how the words are…
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Clean and Clear
I was familiar with the noise coming from the corner of the bedroom, and trying to focus my gaze toward that area, I didn’t see anything, but could hear it. Glancing at the double windows it wasn’t even light outside, so this clicking sound had pulled me from a deep slumber. I dozed in and…
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For the Birds
I wonder if the birds are continually confused by my yard, or if they see it as a great adventure? This morning, I noted, “I enjoy rearranging things outside as much as inside”, but once you move a birdbath, it takes days for them trust the new location. The hummingbirds are as quick witted as…
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The Long Stop
Last week, I began seeing a new therapist. The one I started seeing last June, became more of a friend than a guide, which is okay, but once that line is crossed, a change is good. I’m pretty sure my new therapist doesn’t know what to do with me yet. She sends me worksheets to…
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A Box of Thoughts
First thing in the morning, I feel a need to stay in my own little world for a while before connecting with people. I tend not to speak until after 9, or 10 am, but not from a lack of words. I let all of them fall to the page through the keys of my…
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Think Like a Plant
Recently, I saw a post in favor of Hill Country Water Gardens, giving them a rating of 10 out of 10. The reviewer highlighted how calm and peaceful it is to simply walk through, even though she usually leaves with something. I can relate. It’s not a place to swing by when you’re pressed for…
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Uncross Our Legs
I was taught at a very young age to cross my legs when seated and this became an automatic action throughout my life. Working from home, whenever I sit down my right leg would instinctively cross over my left and stay there. A couple of weeks ago, I noticed one morning while getting out of…
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A Safe Haven
I’ve never spent any time in my backyard. All of the planning and planting is usually poured into the front, but this year that changed. One reason was the back porch/deck was falling apart and wasn’t safe to stand on, much less use, so I began talking with my landlord about it and sent him…
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The Sober Me
The chair was hard, thick plastic with metal legs and reminded me of the chairs from Sunday School, but it felt sturdier than me. My waist was expanding from my newfound pregnancy making clothes from a few months ago uncomfortable, so my clothing was loose. The room was filled with smoke and mainly men, but…
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Alador
This town is hosting their annual Easter Egg Hunt today and I thought about walking to the park to observe the festivities, but that thought didn’t last long. My nervous system can barely handle three screaming children, much less hundreds. I have grown accustomed to the 3 children next door, all under the age of…
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Leave It Alone
I’ve only bought one new plant this spring season and that’s because I’ve never seen a real one before. It was a lavender plant which is one of my favorite scents. When purchasing a plant from anywhere other than an actual garden center, it’s best to repot it in good soil. They are shipped in…
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Ryze with Ease
At the end of February, I mentioned ordering Ryze Mushroom coffee and want to share my experience with it, so here we are. My goal was to have a healthier way to start my day and more gentle toward my body. My third shipment has processed and I just realized I haven’t purchased any coffee…
