Explorations of mind, paths, and life

The Secret Things I Think

Posted on May 12, 2018 - Filed Under adventure, feelings, gratitude, hudson river new york, JP, kid, mother's day, Parenting, self reflect, thoughts, travel | Comments Off on The Secret Things I Think

The Secret Things I Think… About my Son (Happy Mother’s Day to Me and all Mother’s of every nature – who understand the art of caring, loving, connecting, and nurturing) There are a lot of things that I think and feel about my kid that I rarely offer up to him. Some of that is an […]

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Staring at the Calendar

Posted on August 2, 2016 - Filed Under 2016, pito, self reflect | 5 Comments

I caught myself staring at my calendar today. There has been a lot of activity on it lately, but oddly the annual and  somewhat critical reminder for Pito’s Birthday was missing. I don’t know when I deleted it. I don’t remember how I was feeling when it disappeared. I still keep his photo and phone number on […]

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What does your heart look like?

Posted on January 17, 2016 - Filed Under self reflect | 1 Comment

As I am piling my almost non-existent hair into micro-pigtails so that I can feel somewhat comfortable with the mess that I frequently “label” my head, I began to reflect on what it is exactly that I am doing to myself each time I allow the series of thoughts about my beauty-worth into my mind. […]

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Trembling Dark Forests of Broken Things

Posted on October 31, 2015 - Filed Under self reflect | 1 Comment

My mother, who isn’t prone to sharing articles, popped a link on to a private message to me. Majestic Unicorn wrote a phenomenal, and yet, for me, triggering post on “Broken Things.” It touched on the tougher moments of parenting, and the love-ness that is taught and nurtured when we are faced with anger. As […]

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Nite Nite, Gizmo…

Posted on October 20, 2015 - Filed Under dog, fear, gizmo, gratitude, healing, life, self reflect | 1 Comment

She sat with the dog tucked in by her feet, the plane lurching its way to her final destination. She didn’t know how she would feel, the anxiety a bit like bringing home her newborn 20 years ago. Well, not quite like that, but like that. How is this going to look? I am alone, […]

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Unfurling (March Thoughts)

Posted on April 14, 2015 - Filed Under self reflect | 1 Comment

April 1 Flight… I haven’t felt too inspired to write much of late… pictures are easy, and the movement of wheels in my head shifted by a plethora of play and distraction. There is a deep part of me that doesn’t want to move back into the world the way I have existed in it. […]

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Confidence in the Mechanics

Posted on September 10, 2014 - Filed Under 2014, breathe, fear, feelings, frustration, gratitude, self reflect | 1 Comment

I am sitting in the dark in my Florida Room, listening to the rain pop on the ceiling and the storms moving through in waves above. The cicadas are warming up to the pause in the turbulence outside, and I am masticating again on the shifts and changes in my life. The door to the […]

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Stagnant airports

Posted on April 3, 2014 - Filed Under self reflect | Comments Off on Stagnant airports

Sitting in the stagnant Tampa Airport awaiting a flight to California, I find myself reviewing the memories tucked in broken (hidden) pages on this blog. I wonder how many pages I have truly written on my life and adventures, feelings and parenting, losses and grief. There are underlying themes in the stories, tasty morsels of […]

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A Different Realm (Written in Layers)

Posted on March 4, 2014 - Filed Under self reflect | 1 Comment

I have had some huge transitions in the last 6 months, transitions filled with mobius shifting on so many levels that I have felt as if I have been holding my breath before the fall on a roller coaster ride. The acquisition of a new home, and the blessings around it, a kid off to […]

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“Hold, Please”

Posted on January 22, 2013 - Filed Under self reflect | Comments Off on “Hold, Please”

I am not sure where to start… that has been what has been causing me pause lately, this visceral holding ground, elevator music, the breath underwater just before the exhale, the standing in a busy room amidst the noise and not knowing which direction to head or what conversation to engage in. It isn’t a […]

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