In over my head, and looking for my feet

I was thinking yesterday about creating “rejection cards” for the realm of dating. Here’s how I anticipate it working,
I go out on date with Mr. Man (or lets be honest, these days mr. boy) and i’m just not feeling it. But he is, because all the blood has left his head (if it was ever [...]

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Its the chocolate speaking…

Imagine a day when you wake up no longer existing in the hell of polarities created by being unwilling to stand in your truth and remain compromised in your values. Imagine looking in the mirror and not only liking, but deeply adoring the reflection you see…not because it boasts an acceptable exterior, but because you [...]

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The Call by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

I have heard it all my life,
A voice calling a name I recognized as my own.

Sometimes it comes as a soft-bellied whisper.
Sometimes it holds an edge of urgency.
But always it says: Wake up, my love.  You are walking asleep.
There’s no safety in that!
Remember what you are, and let this knowing
take you home to the Beloved [...]

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Well hello dear friend

Dear Universe,
It occurred to me this evening amidst the chaotic bar scene that currently defines my means of monetary work, that I have not been in direct, intentional conversation with you recently.
Hi, how are you?
I’m sure you are aware of the ‘ins and outs’ of how I am, but I would be happy to expound [...]

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An Afternoon prayer

Dear Universe,
I find the folowing pertinent information for you to know and perhaps adhere to:
The little people down here are doing the best they can.
I love your sense of humor, what with positioning me in a wrestling pen (if that’s what it is even called) and throwing in differnent stimuli to see how I react.
I [...]

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“OMG, so then I was like, bla and bla and she was like ‘I know’!”

I have missed my writing like a fat kid misses cake.
Often I find myself like a pendulum, swinging too far in either direction and threatening to take others out with my swinging, but every time I come back to words, the blank screen, the unchanging placement of the keys, the extremes drift into my peripheral [...]

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My very own Virtual Assistant

Dear Megan,
I am the virtual assistant living inside your head reporting live tonight to inform you of all the many unimportant tasks you may consider accomplishing tomorrow. I know that I have been out of touch for a while, but I decided to ‘not give a shit’ and see what that was like.
In case you [...]

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