I’ve got that feeling again. And I’ve had to check myself and remind myself, again and again, that I am not my thoughts. I am not my thoughts. I’ve been sinking deeper and deeper into myself. Deeper into the place where I believe I truly live. I used to go there regularly and at will….
Tag: Life
Running On Empty
Twenty-fifteen is half over and all I can say is good riddance. I need the second half to be better than the first. My job has become an exercise in torture the likes of which I had not anticipated. This has put me in a funk that has frightened me on a level I have never…
My Self…Forever
Some people are meant to be part of a group or at the very least (or most), paired up. I am obsessed with the concept of aloneness. I love, love, love being alone. Of course, for me, aloneness is more than a concept. Much more. I wish I knew why I enjoy being alone as…
Rue Sesame
If I could be a child again, what would I do differently? 1 do it in Paris 2 be less obedient 3 have an imaginary friend 4 be an absolute nerd instead of a partial nerd 5 be the eldest rather than the youngest 6 listen at keyholes …
Twenty-fourteen & Me
The purpose of this blog has always been to help me develop my voice as a writer. This is a place to peck out fragments of ideas. Ideas that I would develop elsewhere. Sometimes I have a lot to say and sometimes I say very little. But what I have learned most recently is my…
Fresh Start…Old Race
2014 has barely begun and I’m where I was in 2011. That’s not a bad thing.It’s just that I need to make a decision.Not a decision..a move. I was sorely in need of a change three years ago and I got it.I definitely need a change now. But, like I said, it’s not a bad…
Random Acts of Fitness
You would think with my Los Angeles life, I would be fit and fabulous. There are so many choices when it comes to fitness. I can climb mountains, hike rugged trails, swim the ocean blue, jog, run cycle.Name it and I can do it.But I don’t.Being in Paris again reminded me of what I am…
Free To Be Me
I think I’m changing. Correction: I know I’m changing I can’t quite put my finger on it but I feel it. I feels light and delicate. There is a fluttering of my senses. It’s a lightness of being ….and a sureness of my emotional dexterity that has allowed me to almost defy gravity. As Thanksgiving approaches,…