Posts Tagged‘Benevolently’

The Scariest Idea in the Universe

There’s an interesting rule in the spiritual world that goes something like, if we can talk about something, we’re probably not very scared of it. The things that terrify us we won’t talk about—at all. Ironic, right? Not only that, we won’t entertain or tolerate anyone that talks of these things. The scariest idea in the Universe is one I learned from clients, but not in the traditional way through talking. The scariest idea in the Universe was the one thing everyone unilaterally never discussed with me; and when I talked about it, people fled. Consider yourself officially warned. The…

#Stuff This

As Thanksgiving is upon us, I must confess I’m usually in a full-blown snit by now. The snit usually sneaks up on me about the time the refrigerator is too full and something really important to the meal falls out, or I happen to glance at the TV  and some media personality tells me that I’m  already behind on my Christmas shopping. There will be tears and over the counter medications. I’m not only a Daughter of the Texas Revolution, I’m also a Daughter of the American Revolution. My people invented Thanksgiving. Yet, last year, despite my bloodline, the turkey came out gray and crumpled. It looked like had been dropped on the…

Young Grasshopper…

Okay so you get the gist of the picture, right?  Couple running, caution sign. This is only because I could not find a sign that said, “Caution cute running couple, there’s a meteor the size of Jupiter about to land on you.” I think this is where many of my relationships were headed many days, too. Without doubt, the most common question I answer goes something like this: “How do I change my ____?” You can fill in the blank with husband, wife, children, co-workers, etc…. Okay, you get it. The second most common thing I hear is, “I am unhappy.” I then…

Ground Zero

In September 2001, I was 37 and married with two children—both girls, a six-year-old and a two-year-old. We lived at parks, swimming pools, and, when it was too hot, the kids section of the Barnes and Noble. I was busy creating a grand life for some lucky kids who were going to get the childhood they deserved (I hope you hear some absurdity here). The morning of 9/11, I had just returned from dropping off the children at school and was stepping out of the shower when I saw that the first WTC had a substantial hole in it. By 10…