How sharing a piece of you can impact others stories, too.

I posted a while ago, about how when doors open, it is our responsibility to look into ourselves for an answer. Our intuition works wonders for us and it’s there to help us, especially when it comes to decisions based upon our life choices and the roads best for us to go down.

But there is also another way in which doors can open and that is by speaking up. Every family, or shall I say every person, has issues and questions and for every question someone has, another person has the answer. We spend our lives always questioning why things happened or who did what and why. We blame and talk about things behind each others back but never really open up and talk about it. We fear people will judge us or take negative action towards us, even remove themselves from our lives, depending on the story.

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My story: My depression and alcoholism (in short)

Depression; it is a killer. It takes away people’s lives, passions, desire, dreams, hope, happiness, love and all the other great things. It slows us down and stops us from doing a lot. Some people can have their happy moments and some who are in a constant state of depression and each of us deals with it in our own way; there is no right or wrong way.

Some of us don’t even really know we are depressed, we simply feel like we are just living our lives just constantly asking ourselves why we are here, what we are meant to do and what’s next. I am one of those.

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You decide on the direction of your own life; take responsibility for it and stop blaming others.

If each person could count on all of their fingers where they had to make decisions, we’d be a massive, hundred foot rolling balls of fingers. I think anyone over the age of 30 would be. Decision are a part of life and a part of everything you do.

Do you do the laundry today?
Do you shower tonight?
Do you strike up a conversation with the cute guy beside you?
Do you have a bubble bath or a shower?
Do you sit or stand?
Do you turn the TV on or sit in silence?

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Today is the 25th anniversary of my Dad’s death and he’s still showing me he’s around.

The day my father had died, I will obviously never forget but how I reacted is what haunts me. I knew he was sick in this hospital but I thought he was going to make it because he would always tell me that he’d be coming home. As I walk into my new home (my mothers house), I was stopped by my Mother’s voice and I turn to see her on the living room couch.

“Hey…..I’m sorry to tell you this but your father has died.”

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What happens when you awaken? Here is my story on what happened to me.

Throughout my life up until the age of almost 35, I lived my life with no religion. Sure, I was taken to church and went to Sunday school which I have no recollection of, but when that stopped, I never went on into a religion. I knew, or at least thought there was something like a God who made good things happen and who let bad things happen. I pictured him, of course with the white beard and all simply because that’s what I saw at church and at my grandmothers.

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From just #momlife to sharing a journey of trauma and loss with Zen living.

Have you ever had something in your life continue to repeat itself or show itself? Maybe it’s an interest in something or a person that somehow keeps showing up in front of you in random places that one would never expect you to find them? Have you ever had signs clearly showing you that you are on the right track but just don’t know what it is?

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Today I’m 38 and I’m loving it!

As parents, we celebrate each birthday our kids have, not because we have to but because we want to. It’s a celebration of life and it’s a good reason to do it! But what about the parents? What about those As people, we tend to celebrate our birthdays a lot less as we get older and parents, well, for a lot of us, celebrations for us don’t exist.

There is always a reason not to celebrate.

“I’m not celebrating getting older – basically I’d be celebrating that I’m another year closer to death. Yippe”

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