Cranial Purge

I am a vine

climbing toward glory

clinging to my path the best I know how.

Dark skies move in carrying dangerous winds.

I am tried and tested.

I cling tight.

Reaching and stretching, gaining and growing.

My roots may be short but my reach is long.

I climb on.

Unwelcome guests may enter my space

pulling and tugging,

attempting to sabotage my growth.

I see the light and climb

higher and higher

drawing sustenance from that which grounds me.

Some days leave me tattered and torn.

Weathering storms and droughts

my will is strong.

Do you see me as weed,

as leaf, as vine?

I know God sees me as purely divine.

With Faith, I climb on.

It may appear that we are alone on our journey through life,

but one need only to look to the left or the right

to see that we are not alone. We are walking side by side.

With deep gratitude I thank each one of you for being by my side.

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A wish, a kiss, a blessing

sent out onto the air

praying it reaches your doorstep

and finds you waiting there.

May your heart open wide and fill with love.

May your soul feel light and free.

May you find magic in the air this holiday season

and love filled gifts under your tree.

I thank you and love you for being here.

Your friendships and support touch my heart.

May God bless you this holiday season.

May the New Year bless you from finish to start.

Following a trail to a far off place.

Not sure where I'm going.

Know all too well where I've been.

I wander from the trail

exploring and discovering

all the world has to offer.

There is breathtaking scenery

and there is danger lurking.

I get lost.

I call for help.

Someone find me.

Guide me.

Perhaps a compass would help.

Or clear directions to where true north lies.

I have neither.

Instead I must look within.

Find my center.

A good starting point for sure.

I've been all over the map lately. My word of the year (focus) seems to be most challenging. Obviously the correct choice for me as I am proving over and over that I need to work harder at it. I'm feeling lately that it could be my word of the decade for how challenging it has been. I am Stretch-Arm-Strong in a daycare being pulled in too many directions at once.

I am currently facing some life altering challenges and decisions. Some I have the ability to influence the outcome, some I have absolutely no control over. For both types of situation the best bet is to find my center and move on from there. Focus and carry on. Challenging for sure. Think I'll go revisit my meditation post.

I have spent much of my time on this planet imagining I had the life of someone else.

As a child I lived vicariously as a way to survive.

As a young adult, it was a way to dream and imagine the possibility of my life.

Even now I spend time on other blogs imagining how amazing it must feel to create,

 to succeed, to get published,

to own land, to do any of the things I wish and desire to do.

Silly me! All the time and energy I spent living vicariously

could have been spent creating exactly the life I want!

Of course I didn't always know what I wanted.

I learned a lot about what attracts me,

what moves me and what I desire through watching others.

From now on I vow to use observation

to learn

to appreciate

to get inspired

NOT to live vicariously.

no more excuses

no more fears

I vow to live my life.

full of action

full of love

full of passion

for Me!

How about you? Are you ready to live?

If you haven't already, start your journey today.

I dare you!

My 20 year class reunion is coming up fast. 

Gulp!

and

Yikes!!!

Yes, you heard me right. 20 years. 

Hardly seems possible.

I am doing and have done so much since graduation.

I have grown tremendously as a person,

married my soul mate,

nurture our relationship,

birthed four amazing children,

raise them to be the best "them" they can be, 

worked a wide range of odd jobs for income and pleasure,

morally supported oodles of friends and family members,

travelled when able,

worked childcare for others,

am currently on an intense path of self-discovery,

learning to allow, accept and nurture my creative side.

Most days I feel I achieve massive amounts.

I am worthy, my life is full and successful.

When it comes to this reunion, I am STUCK!!!!

It's titles, facts and figures people look for in order to measure up a life.

"What is your title? What do you do? Where do you work? How much do you make?"

...ummmm

I will say, "I am a nurse, a chef, a chauffeur,

a teacher, a spiritual guide, a life coach, a counselor,

a maid, nanny and candlestick maker.

I do a lot!

I work from home.

My income is zero but the benefits are phenomenal!!!!

I'm afraid people will hear...

"I'm an at-home-mom."

Possible translation?

"I haven't done anything since high school."

The best part about it being 20 years out?

I don't care what they think!!!!!!!

My new title for myself is  "self-expressionist".

What do I do?

I be me :)

Yesterday I had the opportunity to take a walk with a good friend.
We have been setting dates once a week for the past four weeks.
Every week we go to a different small town
eat at a different small eatery
take in the local shops
and drive the local roads.

On our weekly lunch dates
we have spent time discussing and pondering our lives.
We talk of where life has taken us,
where we feel we are headed,
where we hope to head
and all the possibilities out there.


Yesterday we found a quaint little town called Rockdale.
We saw a path that led to a bridge
that also led to the trail.
We headed down the path
as we could not resist the canopy of trees.

Not too far into our walk we came upon a crossroads.
I kid you not! An actual crossroads!
Can you see it below?
One path is graveled quite nicely
while the other is more grassy and natural.

I giggled and couldn't resist giving my friend Rosie a small crossroads speech.
"You see Rosie?
All this talk and contemplation we have been doing and here it is!
Our actual crossroads right here in front of us! You must pick!
Pick a path! Which way should we go?"

That's the last time I let her make the decisions! Ha!
No sooner did we head in her chosen direction than we came upon a red sign
(yes, a literal "sign")
that read...

"WRONG WAY"

Oh did we laugh and laugh!

How completely fitting for two silly wanderers.

(Rosie and the "wrong way")