I can’t even…
I am dead gobsmacked and REALLY FRIGGIN’ GLAD that my branch of Tuppers were Loyalists!!
I’m with her ↓
“Awareness is your key to freedom” ~ Jen Sincero
Yeah, yeah… for someone who’s on sabbatical, I post a lot. Hence, a new category for my lightning strikes here on Eclectic Poet and Eclectic Unconfined. Pointe Shoes Punk Rock And Purl is alive and well.
I am aware that a full inbox, now topping 700, gives my Anxiety the emotional equivalent of hives. I am now also aware that not looking at it is the equivalent of an Epipen shot. The freedom to engage fully in my 3D life is immeasurable in its benefit.
A quick update about the person and the poet and maybe, a concept that could work for you too in many different facets of life. Ciao!
18 May 2016
31 January 2016
The only message delivered by the ‘Silent Treatment’ is that you are rude, passive-aggressive and that your communications skills would embarrass a pre-schooler.
Deliberately ignoring basic social courtesy reveals arrogance, ego and adolescent narcissism; a reaction that is incomprehensible and unacceptable from an adult in this day and age.
26 January 2016
Perhaps you should have put down your baggage before it herniated your heart ~ KeiB
I don’t believe in baggage
One either learns from a bad experience or they don’t
It’s a choice
Learn to travel light
8 January 2016
Because… the obligatory ‘Year In Review’ post wasn’t nearly enough :p
I don’t do resolutions. My 2014 post mentions the very negative impact that resolutions have upon my inner teenager. Don’t even get me started on what they do to my inner two-year-old!
This has been a hard year for me. Like so many things in the real world, about one tenth of it makes it to written words that can be shared beyond my journal. There’s been catharsis and reconciliation, staggering losses and small soul-warming gains. There have been positive moves forward and arseholes who keep leaving their flaming dog shit at my door – figuratively speaking – I do live in a nice neighbourhood in my 3D world!
I think I’ll keep on as I am. This journey of the last three years has been enlightening in many ways. I feel the bonds of lifelong fears loosening. I’ve paid my dues and will not fall back into old patterns of pleasing and placating. I’ll live, learn and grow as I’m meant to, in good time and as the lessons and opportunities come.
For those of you who’ve been along for the ride, you have my thanks. I hope that you’ll be with me still in the coming year. There won’t be a big blog cleanup, no changes in posts, privacy and whatnot. We’re all different and as a terribly shy, wounded but walking, ADD/OCD, social introvert (it’s a thing – look it up), I’m not going to demand that you conform to my ideals, standards or bizarro quirks of interaction – don’t step on the carpet!! – Ha! Kidding.
I’m going to be here writing what I know and trying to be a friend as best I can in the Internet venue, a confidante to those who have or are walking the recovery road that I have and am, a writer that you like to see in your news feed and hopefully whose words sometimes strike a deep enough chord that you’re inspired to actually read them and not just expediently ‘like’. No resolutions, just me being me and accepting you as you.
May 2016 bring all of us the best it has to offer. May those things include health, happiness, peace and prosperity. If it can’t… let’s hope to hell we get a good story out of it!
With much love and gratitude for your continued support…
31 December 2015
… of a different stripe
“NOW it was serious. A double-dog-dare. What else was there but a ‘triple dare you’? And then, the coup de grace of all dares, the sinister triple-dog-dare.”
A quote from my second favourite Christmas movie – Nightmare Before Christmas – being the first. In the interest of full disclosure, I stuck my tongue to the bumper of my Dad’s car one year. 1972 Impala… delicious!
20 December 2015
For the uninitiated: