Celebration This past weekend I had a private celebration for one month of being on my transformational journey. One whole month! It actually seems like it has been much longer than that. To think that one month ago, in one moment, one decision changed the entire trajectory of my journey. …
Beginning the day with gratitude As birds chirp their morning song, the suns golden rays start their dance across our part of the world. The day begins, waiting for us to awaken. This is the perfect time to express gratitude. For me, it starts with my alarm if I have …
I am back! It has been some time since I last published my thoughts or a story on here. In my absence, wasn’t it fantastic to read the words of my Guest Writer, Shirl Crimmins Smith? If you missed her Short Story or would like to read it again, you …
Dear Diary, Today is shit!!! I mean, the weather is okay and all. So maybe because the sun is shining, the day might miraculously turn out okay. The thing is, I feel like shit, messed up, depleted, tired, numb, uncomfortable. It is hard to even think properly. I swear my body …
Just recently, I have had a little over a week of insufficient sleep. I have definitely noticed the effects of it upon my body and capacity to do tasks. It makes me wonder if this is in part a reason why many teenagers are not coping so well. They are …
I originally posted this on my Mumma Sue’s View Facebook Page on Friday 6th of September, 2019 My thoughts for this week come to you in a simple post here, this time, rather than on my Blog. That leads into why; challenges. This week, life has presented a couple of …
This is a short fictional piece on pain that I wrote some time ago to exercise my writing muscles, so to speak. Silent hurt Anna cries inside now; she has wept all that was left to weep. Teardrops that once spilled over her lower eyelids to travel downward over the …
Time and energy have not been in sync lately. There is a longing to write, to be creative, to do what I love. Many times I so wanted to be tapping away at the keyboard or my pen curling across the page. A change in routine is challenging me. Tiredness …
I recently came across the following excerpt from a journal entry I had written quite some years back. “Sometimes, just sometimes, I am over it. I mean, really over it! Over the relentless chronic pain that invades my body. Over the consuming fatigue that floods my body. Over the mental …
The shadowy stealth figure Saunders about in wait Ready to seize any moment of doubt Preying indiscriminately, even on a mate It has no boundaries containing it So free it roams, a-stalking Considering who its next victim will be Seeking those who hold it in, not talking …
