Posts Tagged ‘intentions’
Coffee Talk: My Journey – “The 3 Pronged Triad”
REDUNDANCY. “3-Pronged” & “Triad”. Yes. I know. And using redundancy in naming this entry is quite intentional. Why? Because, truly, it takes being redundant moment by moment, day after day, week after week, to establish habits and to eventually see results in WHATEVER IT IS I choose and you choose to tackle. WARNING: …
Read MoreCoffee Talk: My Journey – “The Decision”
I’VE HESITATED, hemmed, hawed, backpedaled and have had inner debates with Joe, (my cuppa), as to whether or not to discuss this with you. Joe says, “Go for it, girrrlll — I GOTCHU!” And though most days I trust Joe with all my inner musings, his hopped-up-on-caffeine, eager beaver mentality has me doubting. Why do…
Read More“Chameleon-ing”
It was the 1970’s. Everyone was doing it. All my friends had that Dorothy Hammill look — even the guys. It was a bowl haircut and it was COOL! Of course, it was only cool and it only looked good on certain people with a certain kind of hair. The kind of hair that was…
Read MoreWhich “I” do I ?
Overwhelmed. Yep. That’s me right now. So many changes – happening all at once. Some good, some not so good, some neutral. Let’s see, perhaps I should list them. Oh, not for your benefit, but for mine so that I can see a little snapshot of what I am attempting to navigate: I am now…
Read MoreThat Tribal Dance
I love some good music and some fun dancing. Sure, I’ve been known to do a little jig all by myself in my kitchen while mindlessly cleaning or prepping meals for the upcoming week. However, that’s not exactly the dance I have in mind here, though there are some very similar elements between what it…
Read MoreBypassing -vs- Passing By
Ever wonder how some people seem to have off-the-charts discipline in their lives — while others just can’t seem to pull it together if it killed them? Maybe you are one of the Discipline Kings or Queens out there … leading the way, onward and upward! Or, maybe you sit in a totally different camp. …
Read MoreThe Power of SHE!
I’ve never truly considered myself a “toughy” … having that “bad to the bone”, “you can’t touch this” kinda attitude that makes itself known by walking in front of me into a room. Seems to me that true toughies, or rather, the aura of true toughies, makes grand entrances and exits in life. I can…
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