Day: May 10, 2010

  • I Really Want  Him to Feel Good So I Can Feel It, Too

    I Really Want Him to Feel Good So I Can Feel It, Too

    Regarding my empathic gifts, I’ve noticed that it’s the intense sadness that I feel most easily. That and anxiety, and yearning. No, maybe it’s yearning that’s strongest. I don’t feel the happiness as much or the lighter emotions. Maybe it’s because they aren’t there, but there’s a sense of more light, so the only way…

  • Confession Time

    Confession Time

    I have something to confess that I’ve never said before, at least not in this way. There is a woman I’ve been afraid of for a long time. She has a terrible temper and you never know when she’s going to unleash those war-hounds. Whenever  I’ve been around her, I’ve felt I had to be…

  • Weighing the  Image of the  Perfect Woman

    Weighing the Image of the Perfect Woman

    Ah, the Christmas  holidays and all the dirty, rotten celebrants are trying out their baking skills…on the people at work. Everywhere I go, it’s fudge, chocolate, and tons of calorific  goodies.  Everyone  wants to share  the abundance, including the abundance of excess weight that crops up between Thanksgiving and the first of January. And all…

  • Pay Attention!

    Pay Attention!

    At a writer’s conference many years ago, an author of historical mysteries  told  me  that  if  I  was  looking  for something, pay attention to where my senses are drawn. I’ve come to understand that on many levels. For example, if I was lost, I’d send up a silent prayer to help me find my way.…

  • Accepting the  Gifts of the  Law of Attraction

    Accepting the Gifts of the Law of Attraction

    For me,  the  most  important thing about  keeping  a journal is its usefulness  for catharsis and personal archeology—that I can write through an issue and either purge it or lessen it somehow. The second most important thing about keeping a journal is that it becomes a record  that can be studied later to note change…

  • Lining ‘Em Up

    Lining ‘Em Up

    My guides had told me that I’d be in superproductive mode for about 6 weeks, and I am. I was told that some would be brand new ideas  and others would be pots of gold I’d been sitting on, and they are. I was also told that all my projects would line up easily (their…

  • Heavy Weights

    Heavy Weights

    I’ve been playing with heavyweights for a couple of weeks now, and getting soundly beat up. Probably by myself as much as by anyone else  because I keep trying to figure out what I could have done differently.  Based on what I know and what I saw and how I was trained, the answer is…

  • The Universe Has  a Sense of Humor

    The Universe Has a Sense of Humor

    I’ve said before that the Universe  has a sense of humor. If nothing else, my romantic life over the past two years certainly proves that! But now the Universe is reminding me to keep things fun. How? Well, a few weeks ago, I began experimenting  more with the Law of Attraction and visualization techniques. I…

  • Censoring Yourself

    Censoring Yourself

    “Do you censor yourself?” a new friend asks of my writings. It’s  the tenth  time  I’d  heard  that  in the  past month, either as a curious question,  a suggestion,  or a warning. The answer, in all cases, is no. I do censor what I write about others, often to the point that they aren’t recognizable—though…

  • Slipping My Restraints

    Slipping My Restraints

    The idea of “play” has always been very difficult  for me,                 at            least      since      I was beyond my little-girl status…maybe, what? seven?  eight? By the time I was a teenager, I was being told those were the best years of my life (you know, with raging hormones, mean girls, immature  boys, zits…

  • Defining Play

    Defining Play

    Okay, I’m playing. Yes, just playing. I spent the day working on projects and the evening working on  the house while listening to podcasts about interesting archeological discoveries and I decided to take a break and just…play. I decided to toy with the idea of what I like about certain pairs of shoes I own,…

  • Done with Waiting

    Done with Waiting

    “I’m done with waiting!” There.   I’ve announced it.   Some of the people who know me (or think they do) are probably overjoyed.  And others are shaking in their boots.  That’s because neither group knows what I’m talking about and they’re trying to fill in the blanks in ways that have little or nothing…