Listening is the art of entering the skin of the other
and wearing it for a time as if it were your own.
– David Spangler –
After a sleepless night and a long conversation with a girlfriend this morning I found myself here. I love this quote from David Spangler, its perfect. Everyone has a story that needs to be told or emotions that need to be expressed and acknowledged.
As we spoke I listened to her tell me about situations in her life and how they are repetitive. How other situations keep coming up but she doesn’t take the risk to see if they are worth anything or can propel her forward. She is comfortable and uncomfortable where she is. Its familiar.
They say that if its making you uncomfortable, its forcing you to change.
Anyway, I think of her life and her children. I support her and lift her up with words of encouragement. I am her “someone” who will always been here. At 4 am when she can’t sleep or at 5 pm when she wants to chat.
Anyway….the thing that brought me here is chances and opportunity. I think life hands us what we are ready for what we need. It is up to us to see the good or bad, or maybe to take the risk which may send us to something wonderful.
Do you honor and value yourself enough to know what you deserve?
Are you someones “someone” who listens without judgment and with love?
Can you put yourself in another’s shoes or skin and see life from their point of view?
What you accept is what will continue…..give yourself credit where credit is due. I feel we can say to ourselves that we have done a good job or we are good people. Self talk is an important part of self-care. It’s so easy to tell someone about their worth. IF you have poor self talk habits think about this…would you stand by and allow someone to speak to another the way you speak to yourself? If the answer is no, its time to adjust your thoughts and words about yourself.
So today….just be someone’s someone ❤
Christmas time….families, tradition, celebration and stress.
Today I can’t wait for January.
New year, new beginnings and new mind-set.
When we relate the holidays with stress and worry they tend to become less important. People aren’t always grateful for what they have or what they receive. Some have more than others and some gifts aren’t enough. Holidays are about more than gifts. To me they are about spending time with those who mean the most, sharing meals, laughing and loving each other. Easy, heartfelt, memorable moments.
I will probably touch a few nerves here, but here we go……
Holidays changed for me during my separation when a couple of members of my family went to my now ex husbands house. So spending that first year alone was a real eye opener and an awakening for me. I enjoyed my time with Buster and sitting on my couch with my tree lit and candles burning. It was ok to be alone, no worries about what I got someone, if it would be enough or if you could see the gratefulness or lack of happiness in their eyes when they opened it. That is the meaning of Christmas???
I wonder what other people think about Christmas….are they financially struggling to meet all the expectations? Are they pulled in many directions? Are they alone or in a crowd of people? Are they enjoying the simple quiet pleasures of life? The moments that matter most….is there humble gratitude in their hearts for the things in this life that are important?
We, as people are a mess. We have lost so much…or maybe we never had it and that’s why for a lot it’s about the materialistic things they will receive. Ask the person who has lost someone, or hasn’t been spoken to or spoken to family in years what they would be grateful for if they could steal those times back? I bet it would be a lot different from anything that money could buy.
I am tired….and we are less than two weeks away.
Well I wish for everyone a holiday season, however you celebrate, with moments of happiness to tuck into your heart and carry with you for your time. Humble gratitude and clarity for who and what you have in your life.
And finally peace in your soul.
Heres looking forward to 2018 ❤
A little food for thought this Sunday morning…..
After spending a significant part of the last two days digging deeply into feelings and thoughts I have come to some really good realizations. We heal ourselves, emotions and otherwise when given time.
I have thought I was less than what I am because of actions and words of another. It can really mess with your mindset and self-esteem if you allow it. And dammit, I allowed that.
I know that I am worthy of a lot. When I spoke the words out loud last night and again this morning that I had been thinking, they really hit home. I know a lot of us have felt like we aren’t worthy, lovable, wanted or desired. At some point we have allowed others to plant seeds of doubt about who we are…be it by the words they speak or the way they act. I could list many instances, but are they worth it? Respect the people in your life…think about your actions or words and how you would feel if the same was done to you?
I don’t want to be anyone else. I don’t want to be someone I am not to please someone else. Been there, done that. Not worth it. In the end you will hurt yourself and you will hurt the people who thought they knew you. I choose me now. Choose to be authentic and still be vulnerable even though this world is filled with people who prey upon people like us. In the end they will be rewarded for the behavior they have bestowed upon others. It is not for us to repay their kindness (a little sarcasm here) or lack thereof. Life deals your hand.
I know what I am worthy of and more over what I am capable of. I am a good person with a good heart and choose to see the best in people. I stay too long and love too much. I look for the good and turn a cheek to the bad, I really need to work on that. They say when you meet someone and they tell you who they are, believe them. Damn….BELIEVE THEM! That is probably my biggest lesson over the last few years. If you aren’t enough for someone, you will be for someone else. Remember who you are, where you came and what you have been through…this has shaped you.
You are worthy
You are capable
You are loved
You are beautiful/handsome
You are greatness
You are intelligent
You are desirable
You are everything YOU choose to be
Peace for your Sunday ❤
It’s always darkest before the dawn….its morning
What do you take for granted? And what part of your life do you repeat with the same results?
I have been thinking about this a lot over the last few days. What do we take for granted? Or who? What are we repeating so that nothing changes?? What is stagnant in your life?
For me it’s probably the time we think we have with people in our lives. Things change and with these changes comes perspective. Life isn’t forever and we seem to let so much slip by us and only give it a thought when we lose someone close to us. It is sad that it takes something of such permanence to make us appreciate what or who we had. To make us think a little more clear and honor ourselves, those around us and this glorious thing called life. When a life, relationship or friend ceases to exist that’s when we realize the importance of it. It’s not only about life and death…but life and loss. And love.
You may think that your loved one, friend, partner..spouse or however you want to define what you have, will always be there without hesitation. People need to know they are loved, appreciated and cared for. If you let time slip by you may not have the opportunity to let them know. Small, simple gestures, I have learned and experienced are the greatest. Reaching out periodically, because true ties surpass time and space. I am blessed to have many people in my life that I can pick right back up with without hesitation.
I have observed people who wont take chances or make changes necessary to move forward or make their experience better. The lonely and heartbroken who wont take a chance simply because they don’t want the same experience to be repeated. I think that risk is in order for them. That heartbreak or bad experience came with some good, there was a road taken to get there and it couldn’t have all been bad. Or maybe you chose to ignore the red flags, I know I have, I am more than sure we all have. It is said that the Universe gives you what you are ready for. So it is given, placed perfectly in your path and you choose what?? Fight it and push forward continuing the same existence or you open the door and allow it in? Everyone experiences pain…but in the same, they experience great happiness as well.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
It. Will. Always. Stay. The. Same.
If. You. Don’t. Change. It.
Change is imminent. It comes right on time when we need it most. I think we are given what we are ready for. That it’s up to us to accept it and create something wonderful from it or at least take the risk to see whats possible. I know personally I am always up for that risk. I will always love and forgive as much as I can. It doesn’t mean I need to continue or stay. It might even mean I love myself enough to take better care of me. I have experienced people leaving too soon and not being able to say what I wanted too, friendships have ceased to exist or we outgrew each other and people have treated me shitty. I don’t return the favor because at some point in life, someone or some situations will give it right back to them. It’s not for us to be unkind or cruel because someone has treated us that way. Life will deal the hand accordingly, it’s better to be a bystander when this is the case, instead of a participant.
So this is life. Treat people the way you want to be treated and in return I hope what you give out is given back in great amounts.
Be kind. Be good. Be true. Be the best you that you can be.
Peace for your Tuesday night.
What you take for granted…someone else is praying for ❤
When she says she is sorry for all of it, this is what she means
She is sorry that she gave you parts of herself that you disregarded
That she gave so much and forgot to take
That you mistook her kindness for weakness
She is sorry she made it all acceptable, even though it wasn’t
and never will be
And she is sorry she let you push her so hard and so far
that she became someone she was not
And she finally accepted that she isn’t part of all of it
and that’s okay
And that no matter how much she gives
it will never be enough
That she needs to put her needs first
her happiness is up to her
When she says she is sorry for all of it….she means
She is sorry you can’t see her value
and that someday you will
That you can’t see what you have in her
Because someone will see all of her for exactly who she is
She isn’t sorry for all of it at all
I have thought about a lot over the last few weeks and mostly today about what I am grateful for. The list is long and not all of it good. But I thought since its time to heal some wounds and resolve some issues….its time to write again.
I woke up less than happy this morning (Wednesday) …probably because I went to bed with a few things on my mind. Sometimes that happens. I am not one of those people who can lay down and fall instantly to sleep, unless I am exhausted, even then it takes time.
I am grateful for the lessons I have learned in this life so far. For knowing how to treat people and having manners when a lot of people don’t. For the sadness, happiness and anger I have experienced. And for my time alone. I am making it and I depend on….Oh! No one, except myself. It’s not a great thing but not a bad thing either. Sometimes alone is not so bad and some times the quiet is overwhelming.
My heart is grateful for the little man who you lived with me for almost 14 years and shared all my lessons with me. I miss him every day. I went to fill his bowl today and realized (again) he isn’t here any more. I want to go get him from where ever he is and bring him home. Talking about him is getting easier. His bed and treasures are still in the living room and I still long for his face in the window.
The young woman who sleeps down the hall from me most days. My daughter….I love her so much. I look at her in wonder and awe and hope in her heart of hearts she knows her Mama always has her no matter what. Crazy smart and strong. Thats my girl ❤
So I woke up less than happy this morning…for no particular reason. It’s funny how random strangers and good people in your life can change it all in matter of minutes. I had a few errands to run this morning and it unlocked the fullness of life for me. I appreciate the things I have and I am able to do. Sure, there are a few things in life I would like to have, not materialistically, but everything comes when it’s supposed too and when we are ready for it. I saw my friend this morning and her loving spirit and kind heart are always a reminder there are still good people in this world. She is one of those people who I met and felt like I always knew. She is an amazing woman. She gave me birthday gifts, a beautiful throw and a new journal that says Blessed…but the card. I am such a card person. I take the time to make sure what I pick is heart-felt. Her card was perfect and heartfelt. Somehow I ended up in a conversation with a stranger. It started very general and included compliments. Isnt funny that some of the greatest compliments come when you aren’t feeling your best? It must be the Universe knowing that is when we need them the most. Then it turned to birthday wishes, astrological signs and easy conversation. The whole experience lightened my day.
I am grateful for….
People who arrive too late
Who stay too long
Who leave too early
and wait too long to say how they feel
For the ones who weren’t and aren’t nice and the ones who reach out with kind words that remind you who you are, where you have been and your strength. For smiles and words with random people, for ignorance from the familiar too. For the ones the who make you question your place and the ones who reassure you of it.
Blessed am I to have the experiences, the people and wisdom I have gained from all of it. These are just some of the things I am grateful for.
Peace for your Friday
and Gratitude of course ❤
I don’t know how to let you go.
Your little face isn’t in the window when I get home. I don’t have to block the door from you getting out and I am still practicing that habit. No one wakes me up at 1, 3 or 5 am. And when 5 am rolls around I lay in bed and listen to the vast quietness of the house. No headbutts against the bathroom door in the middle of the night any more. I never understood what you thought you needed in there anyway 🙂 I washed your blankets and they are in the place where you slept by my bed because….
I don’t know how to let you go
No more every mornings, nights or every day. No more routine that was ours. My coffee, your medicine and special breakfast that you became accustomed to and even bugged me for. It didn’t matter if I slept 2 hours or 6, when it was you, I was up. I never got upset even if you got me up 5 times in 3 hours.
I don’t know how to let you go
No one to catch what falls or bark at nothing in the backyard. No cold nose or dirty peets on my clean floors. No more bad breath. You were such a smart boy, T-R-E-A-T-S, you sat, shook hands, turned in circles, begged, laid down and even said I Love You…you are our treat boy.
My heart aches for you….so much. The king of my castle, my constant, my unconditional love. I talk about you as much as I can because it just doesn’t feel right without you. Your sissy misses you too. We laugh at the silly and happy times. Your outfits, which I am sure you cussed us out for more than once. About you licking the furniture or hitting the old door with so much force that it would bow the metal door and you would catch your leg. You were my 150 lb attitude boy in a 17 lb body. Like angry bees and a rotten little alligator that used to wrestle for hours. Squirrel chaser and cat hunter…those damn cats. The little whiny baby (sissy called you), the one that slept in the crate by my head and some how ended up in my bed. My little love who loved to nap on the couch with me or with sis when she was sick.
We don’t know how to let you go
For all the countless days you loved us even when we weren’t at our best. For the nights we shared in the kitchen, you know the ones. For being my other child and loving me even when I didn’t love myself. And for making sure Ashley and I were okay in this last part of your journey with us. For all of this and so much more we will be forever grateful…..but I still don’t know how to let you go.
I will look for you always….I love you every, every day
Our Pure Imagination boy.
November 9, 2003 ❤ November 13, 2017
I want to be who I was before…
Before this rage and anger…yes, I want to be her again.
Happiness is a choice. A choice I need to choose. When things go wrong it’s not always one person who caused it and it’s not okay to lay blame. It is okay however to be accountable for your actions and words.
Duly noted, accountability accepted. Forgiveness sought…accepted, not sure.
I have learned the hard way not to hold back what bothers you. That you should speak up even if it means people wont understand or that they will not like what you say. There is a clear and concise way to express yourself without intentionally hurting someone. The truth can be cutting and hurt, but is always best.
I want to remember her again….
To remember that things happen and people come into your life for a reason. To teach you that you are stronger than you think or maybe just to test you to see what you are made of. Some will love you and some will break you. It’s when you are in the pit of your darkness that you will remember who you are, what you are made of, what you are capable of and what you deserve.
I will be her again….
It’s a choice…to be who we want to be. Kind and giving…that will stay. Wiser, yes. More aware, absolutely. Not everyone has your best interest at heart and you are blessed when you find someone who does. The mind can be a dark playground of doubt and mistrust, creating many possible scenarios and making a person someone they are not.
I don’t want to be her any more.
So, I will be her again, happy again. I will find my place, my peace and forgive myself for speaking harsh words and being someone I am not. We are our own worst critics.
Be easy on yourself….your the only self you’ve got.
Take a deeper look at the woman you are with.
What do you see?
She will not show you every layer of who she is, because she doesn’t trust that fully.
She will supply you with amazing strength, kindness and love, but will rarely do the same for herself.
She is a mother, a daughter, a sister, friend…she is a lot.
And she is too little sometimes.
Take a deeper look.
If you cannot walk the walk with her, move on.
She doesn’t deserve a half assed love or coming in last.
Take a deeper look…
she laughs and cries,
she is funny and serious
She seeks permanence in a temporary world
Are you strong enough to dive into the depth of the being that she is?
To witness every layer that makes up the person she is
Take a deeper look at yourself….
Will you allow her to see you for who you are at your core?
To bare you secrets at the darkest
and share your greatest accomplishments
Are you able to reveal yourself ?
To be the glorious being you are and let her celebrate you
and accept you
Take a deeper look…..
What do you see?
And how much of you do you allow others to see?