how does it feel?
“How does it feel to show up for yourself in this way”.. reads my email from Adriane, my yoga teacher. I signed up with her
a blog for my third life
“How does it feel to show up for yourself in this way”.. reads my email from Adriane, my yoga teacher. I signed up with her
Digging myself out.. It comes in spurts, and I now recognize it, depression. Lord, this is such a negative word. Let me be clear on
AM I OK? So this happened yesterday, I read a facebook post, posted there by someone I admire very much. This was the second time
I’ve decided I like writing about everyday life and some friends and family have encouraged me to keep writing. I will provide names upon request.
Living in minus 20 to 30 temps is not for everyone, and its not for me either, this virus is never-ending. Are we sick of
A Christmas Lesson, my Story of a Christmas Past. Tears flowed, I’m not even sure why, I stared at the huge red bag holding my
Cruising down the Caribbean, the Virgin Islands are calling out.. Tag along with me on my Caribbeancruise, three of them actually, booked back to
Our second day and first full day at sea 7:30 am we awake to room service, well my girlfriend awakes and lets him in. I
OK THIS IS WHERE I LEFT OFF FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT ARE CRUISING WITH ME (part three) You know that origami class we sucked
Aruba beckons.. Caribbean cruise continues (part four) A perfect day.. hot and sunny, this Caribbean cruising is not too shabby. Ninety dollars (American) bought us