It’s not a relationship, it’s just a job. However, this perspective can be difficult to maintain when your family relies on your salary, too. It adds weight to every decision regarding work. So, in my case, I have been with the same company for more than 20 years. However, the…
S, thanks (poem/poetry)
The mother of my other is above love. She lives to give, not just gifts, but a part of her heart. She supports, she trusts, She helps, she cheers. She cries with you, she laughs with you, she teaches you, she takes care of you. And under what conditions you…
Hiding Abuse
After my father’s fun texting, I was thinking about my relationship with my father and particularly “the elephant in the room”. The reason this came to my mind was that I was reflecting on how he responded to me via text, and what I plan to do next to avoid…
Molly Dolly (poem/poetry)
When I first saw her, her smile put me at ease, her eyes were kind and sincere, the harmony of our souls began. I bring my strength and sensitivity, she brings her intuition and understanding, together we create unconditional, invulnerable love. As I see her become gray on the outside,…
Compensating for Callousness
When I talk with anyone in the service industry (waitstaff, customer service, etc.) or caregivers (nurses, teachers, therapists, etc.) I find myself exceptionally kind and giving. For the most part this is a great thing – most people want to be treated with kindness and if you provide a generous…
Dealing with My Father’s Abuse
This has been a long road with repetition of pain. My father for one moment would be my best friend and shower me with praise, and then the next moment would suppress all “love” and be really nasty and abusive. Growing up with this as a child, I would feel…
Depression
The past couple months, I have noticed I have depression and it has been increasing (at least I can notice and identify it now). In the past, I never recognized or admitted I was depressed, but that this is just what life is like, and I can just push through…
The Fork in the Road
I was meditating this morning, and the meditation guide first spoke about constant compassion – where we want to always offer kindness and compassion without any expectation of others. This makes sense to me (see my giving entry) as it is what I try for. I was thinking further and…
We are all connected
I was thinking about how we are all connected to each other, and why some people can sense this connection and others can’t or even think it is impossible. There also seems to be differing magnitudes of sensitivity that each of us possess. For example, I feel connected to other…
The Gift of Anxiety
Oh boy, where do I start on this one? Well, I start with my view on anxiety. Anxiety is our body’s natural protective response to fear. For example, if I am being chased by a lion, tiger, or bear (oh my!), I am going to flee. I won’t even think…