holding a child on my hip and choreographing crazy dances before bedtime.

Ever go to do something and find yourself stopping at the first hurdle or obstacle?

I have taken a small project that I quit and created a goal to finish it.
It feels good to be approaching it from "I will do this until it is done" instead of "I can't do this"

when you know there is nothing you can do, what do you do?

white feathers- purity, freedom, softness, ease
butterflies- transformation
brass ring- achievement

noticing symbols in your life creates awareness and is utterly intriguing.

In science, accretion is a process in which the size of something gradually increases by steady addition of smaller parts. This term is used with specific meanings in several scientific fields.

I saw a pattern in my life today:
I saw that I believe I need to give a huge part of myself to most things I do.
I see things in enormous impossible steps and get overwhelmed
and run in fear

I became very aware that when I take small conscious actions,
an unpredictable unfolding occurs.

And another thing that is wonderful to try:
spend five minutes thinking about the "good" qualities in a person you are having trouble with.

when they say
we are all one

it's like:
yeah, when you do that
it will affect many things which will affect more things
and an endless flow of events will ripple out from that one thing
which actually was a ripple from something else
and it's been going on forever

but what about if you actually take your self out of the picture
imagining into small particles
blurring backwards all the picture you see
until it is all one fuzzy vibrating particle-y realm?

I keep trying to get to a solid place where i can see myself merging with a tree
i may stare at a tree and notice that the branch that is jumping up and down in the wind wouldn't be there if my brain didn't tell me that it was
this tree is inside of my head

Womantra

sometimes when i look in the mirror
I see a beautiful woman

but often
very often

I look at the image and say
look at the lines
look how tired
look how sad the eyes
look how troubled she is
not beautiful
not happy
not good enough

I will rewire my brain. Each time I go to a mirror I will practice saying:

"WOW, what a beautiful person! So kind, so happy, so special, so perfect just the way she is!"

sometimes when i get my head to stop criticizing others and wanting to be alone and all

i will stop and watch the gorgeous slow motion unfolding of all of these animals

this one with bleached hair and black eyes

this one has a see through white shirt over an undershirt with a limp

tired ones

nice smiley ones

happy couples, fat bodies

some smell of cigarettes, some of nasty perfume

and I am filled with love for each one

i can see clearly now

I'm trying to figure out my bliss.

I know that when I was studying acting, I was there.
Ecstasy, wonder, fear, power, drive, leadership, kissing strange boys.

What else?
If I were to fill my life with that which delivers me unto BLISS,
what would the elements be?

Tonight I see another Bliss Portal:

I am preparing dinner; a new recipe, chicken with herbs and barley.
A side of asparagus with lemon butter sauce
and
Perfect Baked Potatoes, rolled in olive oil and sea salt.

What is it when you suddenly see something you haven't noticed for your entire life though you have seen it a million times?

This beautiful creature caught my eye.
Look at the patterns.
Incroyable!

and then I saw it had a face when I took this photo.

lightbulb eyelineer

i am love

i am in love

i love garbage
and cake
thick cool forest air

ligaments
strawberries covered in chemicals

finding my way around

and that corner i turn each day
glowing ferns
glowing green miracles

and the snail on the kitchen window

dear blogville,
i have no idea why or what i am doing this for anymore.
it's not that i am ungrateful, i guess i just feel too good.
HA!

is anyone even out there?

i guess i can direct my attention to the big SELF and leave it at that.

i am on a cleanse.

this means no cheese.

day one:
fish, tea, brown rice, part of an apple

i am so in love

maybe this blog has cast it's spell on me after all.

i kiss all the stars
i actually saw something beautiful in a shred of card board today

what the?

if you were to simply follow your bliss
what would that look like?

i have it all...

what is working in your life?

the beloved pistachios

can you think of the last time you created a pile of shells?