Oof. Only 24 days of the Summer 60 left! Wowza. Are you making the most of it??? Am I making the most of it?? What is your favorite thing so far this summer, or do you think it is yet to happen???

Drop me a line, let me know about your summer so far, I would love to know!

You learn lessons for a reason, it’s to teach you. When you forget or slip, there will be subtle reminders, and if you ignore that or are not paying attention to the clues, you will get a swift revisit of the lesson. Sometimes you’re a hard head that refuses to give, so you get the swift reminder, the hints, the subtle lessons and a lot of turmoil and heartache. So, don’t forget it is easier before it gets harder.

The good news is that maybe you picked up quickly, and you are rewarded with your sign of confirmation. And once you say thank you out loud, the signal dissipates, disappears, or stops cawing to you and flies away. Hello my good friends!

As I am trying to build back up, and combat this dizziness, I am taking daily walks at Grandview. These two crows kept cawing as I was discussing a specific subject with Avery. I know they were talking to me, because they were insistent and I was persistent in my convo and thoughts. Then I remembered the commitment of the crow to me and my journey. I quickly changed thoughts and recognized their message, move on. I acknowledged them caring to me first, and then I thanked them and told them they were right, I have control over my choices and actions, and I can move on from my current thinking and standing. As soon as I thanked them, they moved on. It all goes hand in hand, y’all.

So, what are you forgetting? What message are you ignoring? What next steps do you need to be taking in your journey? Drop me a line, let me know what you are seeing, or need to see, I would love to know!

We often ask why. We want to know, need to know why. What was the purpose, what was the reason, why? The answers are sometimes obvious, sometimes they are cryptic, maybe most times there are no definitive answers, but if you release the question of why, it will all unfold before your eyes. From why, to trust, and oh, that’s why being the answer.

It is cliche to think that most marriages are for the sole purpose of procreating and bearing offspring, but the Bible mentions this to us, and sometimes this is the reason why. Our children are gifts from God, we are not meant to think they belong to us, but that they are on lease to us and that we have a responsibility with them, to them, to God through them. Are we living up to our agreement with him? Or are we squatters taking up space in a place that isn’t ours?

If you, as an adult, look beyond your parentage, and assume that God is your one true parent, how does this change things for you, or your perception of not only yourself, but the lives of those around you too? Play the game. Pretend that God is your one true parent, and the people that raised you were tenants responsible for you until you were grown. Do you see them differently? Do you view them the same? Can you even imagine this scenario? Don’t overthink, and create parameters or weird dynamics, but think from a child/parent perspective, and then think of God as everyone’s parent. Are we living our lives based on our parent, or the people responsible for raising us? And are those two congruent or at minimum, are they similar? How are they different? How might things have been different if God were your only parent?

I have thought of vast philosophical view points over my years, and I often ask myself tough questions. Questions that make me think, questions that make me more accountable. Not because I like to punish myself, but because I like to be more congruent with my beliefs, and my foundational thoughts. I am accountable.

It is within my foundation that I find God, and myself. It is staying true to my foundation that I am guided in my choices and actions. I find comfort and joy in my personal accountability and responsibility, not because God is a harsh or punishing parent, but because he is a loving, compassionate, empathetic one, and I want to emulate and become that. When all we know is harsh, negative, punishment, guilt, shame, or blame, that is not God derived, it isn’t foundational with my God, and it definitely isn’t congruent with him either. In my life, that is completely out of alignment with the God I know.

But then again, my God loves all people. Wants best for all people. He understands that we often are the reason for our own suffering, and when things are bad, he grieves with us in our hardships, sending people to love and comfort us, to walk beside us in the times of bad. He is always with us, too, never leaving us behind…but he does provide room for our decisions and actions to play a large part of our lives, our downfall or our rise.

I know that not all people that believe in God believe the same way as me, and that is okay. I know that not all people believe in one God, and that is okay. I know not all people believe in one, let alone any God, and that is okay. But I will ask you, what do you believe fragile human? And are your parents here to help you with that?

Do you notice, that some days, you waste time…you look at all you didn’t do, and you beat yourself up or you feel the overwhelming urge to cram a bunch of tasks in while watching the clock? Maybe some of you do that during your work day, watch the clock, waste time, then get productive in a window of your allotted time? Maybe you work best like this? I don’t know, but I started this with the honest intention of talking about how the clock kills time.

I wasn’t as productive today as I wanted to be, but ironically I got a lot done. I started my day with a trip to the bank, and the store, but found myself really dizzy, so the majority of my day was spent remaining upright and stationary. I did paint my nails, as I was sitting, and that’s always something I enjoy the results of, even if I feel it is wasting time, or a waste of time.

I was feeling pretty good so I cooked dinner with Bill, cleaned up, unloaded then reloaded the dishwasher, and hand washed the non dishwasher items. As I was scrubbing my big baking pan, I realized how I was ruining my manicure. And it hit me. Even though that felt like a waste of time to have painted my nails, only to ruin them hours later scrubbing, I enjoyed the process of painting them, and didn’t regret that. So, was it really time wasted?? I feel that is a definite no.

Why do we measure so many things with time, and subsequently make ourselves feel like time was wasted? Why are we not measuring all that we did do with our day, and not specific hours? Why are we so hellbent on thinking in time, instead of thinking in productivity? And why do we want to make the two synonymous? Yes, these questions are mainly rhetorical, and not meant to be particularly specific, but maybe it will make us all pause and consider how we measure our day, our time, wasted efforts, productive efforts and everything coming and going besides.

Drop me a line, tell me your thought on time, or how you measure it all. I would love to hear your thoughts and experiences with this subject! Now, I am off to do my sales tax submits!

I love music, it is lifeblood. You can tell a story, show your personality, feel a mood, create a mood, get pumped up, or sink in to some poignant melancholy with music. Music can be, and is, so much more than that, but truly, music is life.

Music can take you back to a day in time when something good or bad happened. You can relive a memory, solely based on lyrics and a beat. How amazing is the connection of music to our brain?! Did you know music is proven to be beneficial for our memories? Don’t believe me? Look it up!

I have been listening to some different artist inspired/created radio stations through Apple Music this week. Not gonna lie, I had a song stuck in my head and I couldn’t quite place it, but the more I hummed it, the more the words came to me, finally I realized it was a Justin Bieber song. So, Tuesday and Wednesday, I listened to a Justin Bieber created station!

The song I was humming, definitely was not Baby, but this did play and so I had to share with my girls what I was listening to. This station took me back in their childhood, so many happy memories and times I have had with them. When they came home, they enjoyed listening to some tunes with me too.

Brooke has a very wide and varied taste in music, some we introduced her to, some we did not. Today, she talked to me about some Fleetwood Mac songs, which a friend made me a fan of back in the day. When I say this friend MADE me a fan, I sincerely mean it. She listened to nothing but Fleetwood Mac, and before you know it, I surprised myself by singing along too. Apparently I needed a station around their music too. I ain’t complaining!

I seriously love ELO, and “Mr.Blue Sky” may be my favorite of theirs. One day I was telling someone how much I love ELO, they asked my favorite and I blanked. All I kept thinking of was Evil Woman, which is my least favorite, but my dear friend Lori’s ringtone is this, so maybe that explains why that was the only thing I could think of? Lol!! I guess music can make you forget things too.

I honestly do utilize music as a mood lifter, and no lie, if I am listening to old country, just know I am depressed and this soothes my soul. There is a music for all moods, situations, etc, what do listen to for your feels? What music or artist speaks to you most? What do you love most about music? Drop me line and let me know!

Hello all, I hope this post is finding you all well. As for me, I have been hit with the same virus that hit Avery, we both got sick last week. Today was better than yesterday, and the day before, getting better each day. Recovery is complete for Ave, and pretty much for me, just battling some lingering dizziness. The great news is that I went for a 45 minute walk with Avery in the heat to test things out(on purpose), and it went very well, so I am stoked about that!

Other than this blip of illness, I feel better than I have in a long time, and I only see me continuing on that path. Sometimes we have to sit with ourselves and ask what needs to change. We may not always like the answer, or readily embrace it, but if we are honest with ourselves, we know that what answers came to us, are the right ones. Now we just have to work towards those things.

I am truly grateful for people that inspire me, that support me, and that see me as me. I am very blessed! Tell me, do you feel those things too? Drop me a line and let me know!

Before the rain began this morning, I started my day by going for a walk with Avery. We had some insightful thoughts that lead to a great conversation, which I love to converse with her. We also infused our time with laughs and lightness, something we both very much enjoyed. We entertained each other, as well as ourselves, and I don’t know about you, but that is always a fun, heartwarming, good time.

I found a feather on our walk, and to me, finding feathers is always a sign for me. The sign is usually a message, sometimes that depends on the bird of the feather, the color, where I found it, or what I was thinking at the time-serving as confirmation. A gray feather can mean peace, harmony, calmness, also hope, optimism or positivity. This all sounds pretty darn good to me!

Not sure what the sighting of a spoiled orange dog means, other than he is spoiled, lol! He is so very expressive with his face and conveyance of wanting to sit on the couch today…

He did get to sit with Avery on the couch, buuuuut…

He and Brooke are snuggle buddies, he has been antsy all day for her to get home from work. I think she was glad to get home to be with him too! We all have the dogs sit with us at times, but there is always that one person the dogs prefer to sit with most. Ah, sweetness!

What did you see today, any signs or messages for you? How about your Sunday sights, what did you see today that warmed your heart? Drop me a line, I would love to know!

Wednesday, I was in Columbus twice, look at what I did.

I had time to kill, so where better to do that than Barnes & Noble?! I looked at all kinds of books, photography, fiction, non fiction, biographies…and the books that inspired me most were the autobiographies. Look at these covers!

I did purchase 2 fictional books and a journal with prompts. I am such a sucker for books and journals.🤷‍♀️

Thursday, I went to yoga, it was amazing to be back and enjoy!! I forgot how good my body feels doing yoga, how going in person is best for me. I need to stop denying myself, stop not helping my body. We seriously need to help our bodies more now than ever.

Today, Friday, I am keeping it on the down low. Not feeling the best, so letting my body guide me in to a resting state, yogic breathing, propping my feet up and catching up on This Is Us. I am hoping for a beautiful weekend, but resting will be important!

What plans do you have this weekend? Are you taking care of yourself? Are you listening to your body? Are you choosing rest when it is necessary? Drop me a line and let me know!