Why I Take Selfies

Today, I had to take steroids. For the third time this week I ended up walking around the house using my wedding cane. It was terrible but the steroids helped and I’m keeping my legs elevated. Another thing about today and the other days of the week I’ve used a mobility aid, whether I’ve leftContinue reading “Why I Take Selfies”

The Monday Blues are Grateful For You

Whether you make it to your destination or not, I’d say your Monday morning commute is thankful for you. Negative experiences – or experiences we think are negative – are grateful for you because they get to serve their positive purpose: to allow illumination in their darkness.

It’s OK

I wasn’t sure what to write about today. I woke up at 2:00AM in extreme pain, but that’s okay. It went away eventually and I fell back asleep. As I erroneously look forward in my life, ever playing the fortune teller, I see black clouds hanging ahead. But I know that this is false thinking,Continue reading “It’s OK”

Taking Back Your Power Before Power Takes You

I notice a trend in my life, in other blogger’s lives, and in human beings in general. It’s of helplessness and hopelessness: being a victim of who you are and your circumstances.As for me, I admit I fall into the power trap as we all do at times. Sometimes I curse my pain and how I have no control. We may not have a say in the hands we’re dealt, but we can learn how to play them.

List of all the ways I’ve been loved TODAY

When a person comes around to recognize their blessings, they need to record them. It’s like taking photographs of favorite destinations, making a collage, and displaying it teenager-style like your soul anthem on your bedroom wall. There, your memories wait for you each time you go to sleep. I’ve been suffering on multiple fronts latelyContinue reading “List of all the ways I’ve been loved TODAY”

Amarillo by Morning

It’s my usual early morning. Most days I wake up at 4 or 5 am, except for Sundays where I sleep till noon (the one day my religious family would like me to be up early). As I sit here at the keyboard, I’m thinking of a song that’s stuck in my head: Amarillo byContinue reading “Amarillo by Morning”

A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes

My mother was a pilot. She flew Cessnas back in the 1980s. Whenever I would ask her about it, she would talk about it as if it were some frivolous, silly thing. That is, until I told her I wanted to be a pilot. That I wanted to fly Cessnas. Yes, I want to beContinue reading “A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes”