I've talked about where I stand in regards to my parents' opinions about me, especially in the space and chapter of life that I'm in. I'm still there. Still, there's a part of me that feels tension, hairs on edge, breath held... Mainly because I feel like they may find out earlier than later. Or… Continue reading Anticipation creeping – 48/100
I've been incorporating yoga into my morning routine. It's been a very grounding way to get the started. When I'm in it, all I'm aware of is my breath. And my muscles stretching off last night's sleep. It brings me into the body and, as I'm aware that all I need to be doing in… Continue reading Yoga for me – 30/100
I woke up today with a song stuck in my head. I hope it gets stuck in yours too. Lyrics are below. Bolded and italicized lines are courtesy of me as they speak to me on a deeper level. A Whole New World [Lea Salonga, Brad Kane] I can show you the world Shining, shimmering splendid… Continue reading Aladdin is woke – 23/100
Life is easier than I once thought. Kinder. Sweeter. Deeper. Wider. Brighter. Lighter. Happier. More full of joy. Hope. Love. Adventure. Connection. Exhilaration. Purpose. Peace. Grandeur. Possibilities. Fun. Freedom More infinite. Ha. All that I'd once expected, burn it all to the ground, disintegrate everything. Everything. Watch everything that had once been carefully curated, cultivated,… Continue reading Saturday musings on this journey – 22/100
There is really nothing better than being at peace with where I'm at, what I'm doing, who I am, and where I'm going. Nothing.
Continued from 2/100. Was there something more perhaps that kept me alive? Something that I knew deep deep deep deep deep down within that wanted to keep living? To keep trying? Maybe. Yes. Looking back, I don't know how I did it. Truly. Every day today is so full and complete and happy. I cannot… Continue reading 2/100 continued – 3/100
It is my belief that family, those who we grew up with or were raised by, are not here for us to help them. It is my belief that they are here for us to help ourselves. I’ve tried so many times, too many to count, to reconcile with my parents. I’ve tried too many… Continue reading Not my family’s keeper