On my way to a drum group when my frozen drink exploded all over the kitchen walls, even my clock! Mostly worried I terrified my neighbors because it sounded like gunshot. Then one delay after another including spilling out my compost receptacle across the kitchen floor. Nearly an hour later I’m out the door again. “Bye kids.”
No car keys. Back to the house looking and re-looking in all those crazy places. It took me 45 minutes to find them in my drum case.
I got to the park in time to help my friends pack up their instruments to go home. Its obviously been a long time since I’ve been out. Will try again.
Together you will lessen the cruelties of this harsh world
To an angry, tearful mother whose autistic child was bullied:
Rise up. Tuck your pain in your heart to be soothed later by those that love you. This is your change the world moment.
Native American tradition reminds us to see misbehavior as a sign of someone who needs to be taught. Muster that mother-bear courage and become the teacher you already are. As you craft your words in anticipation, you will develop the skill to tactfully and boldly educate.
As you get better at this, you will look forward to these encounters. Your child is your platform to soften hearts and together you will lessen the cruelties of this harsh world.
Feeling a major epiphany coming. Not sure what it is. I’ll keep you posted.
Change the past by changing today,
today is history.
I believe there is an answer to every question.
If I know that, then I will look for it.
If I look for it, then I will find it.
Sometimes when I get bad news, I want to keep it to myself and pretend it never happened.
Just for a while.
Beautiful view at Huntsman Cancer Center. Surgery went well. Stepping into a new phase.
Assimilating and adjusting.
My mother always said, if you lose something, keep cleaning till you find it.
Learning to inhale the beautiful so deeply it becomes part of my human substance.