My dog sitting gig with the lovable and laughable Miss Curly is over, since her family of boys come home this evening from their trip to Florida. I know she'll be over the moon. I'll miss her tail therapy and walking wisdom, for sure.
Month: July 2022
Curly v. Bambi
I hoped we'd made a new friend on our walk today. Alas, Curly doesn't want new friends.
Missing Walking
I find myself craving a good, long, five or six mile trail walk starting at sunrise. Not quite sure why--Aries in Taurus, perhaps? Or the full grand conjunction in my sign? Impossible to know. I think most of it stems from needing, longing, and wanting to be doing something different with my life (Uranus in Taurus, y'all...) and not knowing exactly what.
One Soul, One Day, Two Men
I may have to sit in meditation more than once if only to keep myself afloat. I'm really grateful that someone higher than me (Spirit, God, Jesus, Allah, Buddha, whatever you need to name it) was looking out for me and had my psychologist schedule an appointment for this afternoon before any of this was anticipated. Sometimes others know more than us, and trusting in that is a bigger message.
The Dance of Opposites
Life is a series of deaths
Signs
What we don't understand is how an entire community, including us, missed all the signs while you were alive that you didn't want to be with us anymore.
6 Short Days Ago
What were you thinking when you sent this? "This would be a nice, final text for her to see for the next 40 years as she questions the validity of our past 40 years of love and friendship together?" "Maybe there's hope for us after all?" "Should I call her and tell her the dark …
The Danger of the Stories We Tell Ourselves
So many of us fall into the pattern of believing what we think, when so very little of it is the truth. We believe what we're told, we believe what people do and say about us. We think people are whispering and gossiping about us, and when they do, that behavior is about them and not us. What others say about us (if they even do, at all), is not about our reality, it's about their perception. It's how they see us, not how we are.
When Meditation Doesn’t Work
While the practice of meditation is what brings me comfort, being connected to the awareness of the energy of meditation--in the absence of the practice--may be what I need more right now.
A Trigger Word of Warning
Hello, lovely readers. Hope you're having a wonderful, if not warm, weekend. I've spent the last several days with my parents and am heading home tomorrow to dog sit for a week. It's been a nice pause in life, having had the time to catch up deeply and intensely with an old friend, drive country …
Another Broken Heart
Yes, I see the typo, but I kinda like it. Softmess seems to sum up my life, currently.
Betsy + Billy C.
Just like that Monday, so long ago my answer will be yes. every time, yes. to every question, yes again and again, yes the way it was when we were together. until the demons are gone, yes and you can join me under that blanket, yes and your heart beats under my ear again Yes and yes and yes. I've never not loved you, my big goof.
An Experiment in Being Fully Present
Leaving something to do later, or because 'no one else will see it' is leaving a sort of energetic open-end, and that tends to tangle the energy (and aesthetics). Taking a moment to be present as we end a situation or moment has a different feel, a solid energy.
Today’s Tiny Joy: A Surrendered Seat
I was settled, I could make do, no problem, but the space of a table really felt good to me. In that moment, I realized that as the perpetual giver, learning to receive without expectation is a lesson I needed to work on.
Morning Miles: Camp Chase Trail
Today's 3-mile trek on the Camp Chase Trail had an ethereal edge, thanks to the thick blanket of fog that settled in overnight. Don't worry, we're just doing three miles. The furthest I've done (walking, anyway) is six, one way. One of these days I'll make one of those other markers. Just not today. This …
Words by Beth 