The dock isn’t long enough….

I want to jump, I really do.  The dock is just too short.  I may change my mind.  The water may be too cold.  The water may be too shallow.  What if I can’t swim?  What if I scream and no one hears me?

We are faced with choices daily.  Why do so many of us jump just because someone else chose to jump before us?  If the dock were longer, we would have more time to really think about the choices we are about to maDock jumpke, and maybe jumping would not be so appealing.  Listen to yourself.  Intuitions have their purpose.  Be your own voice, your own mind, your own soul.  Break away from the herd and stop blindly following others who have a louder voice.

Evidence equals truth and does not lie.  Do not make choices you will be sorry for later in life.

Freedom from codependency is finding who you are and gaining the courage to nurture yourself, body and soul, first and above all others.

 

 

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Live like you are dying…

My friend recently lost her husband of 26 years to terminal brain cancer.  Eyes are the windows to the soul and in her eyes I see an immense amount of pain, loneliness, and sadness.  People surround her, people care for her, people want to help her, but the only thing she wants is her best friend back.  Her husband was loved and respected by many, and his quick wit and humor endeared him to many others.  The courage and strength I have experienced from this family is an inspiration.

Live like you are dying.  No regrets.  Every moment, every memory, every smile is a blessing.  Happiness radiates and is infectious….  make every day count.

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Rest in peace, my friend.  You are a welcomed soul in heaven.

 

I look in the mirror…. what do I see?

I look in the mirror and see a shadow of the person I used to be.  The old me was a happy, free-spirited person and the new me is needy and angry.  Have I gone from being the codependent to the addict?  My addition is a need for constant affirmation and to be loved.  My world is not making sense and this frightens me.  I do not like what I see mirrorin the mirror, and I am not talking about appearance.  I can see through to my soul and it is not pretty.  If I can see this so clearly, what do others see?  I am appalled to think of myself as an ugly person.  It is time for a makeover.  Time for more prayer and reflection.  Time for the beginning of a new chapter in the Me series. 

Today is the first day of the rest of my life.  A life with a beautiful soul.

 

 

Music and Lyrics

Music is a healer, a comfort, an expression, and an emotion.  A person’s choice in music is like a window into their soul.  You can tell a mood or an attitude by what music is being heard.  Music brings people together–we sing together, we dance together.  You can feel your worries and your stress leave as you listen.  I am transported to another place when I listen to a song and the lyrics touch me.  There are some amazing song writers in this world.  They put poetry to music and I for one appreciate what they give.  Music is a major part of my self-care, it is like a drug and I am an addict.

Music is strength…  Music is love…  Music is freedom…  Music is faith…  Music is in me…

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