journaling

  • Giddy Up

    I’m sitting at the computer with a finger’s worth of the good stuff in one of my favorite rocks glasses, trying to think of something profound to share before the last 25 minutes of this year are done. I’m finding… Continue reading

    Giddy Up
  • Space, Fried Shrimp, Old Friends, and Dreams: More Introspection (Oct. 21-25)

    October 21: Things you’d love to change about your home and why.There’s not much I’d change about this little place, except for maybe a larger “office room” space, another decent closet… and reducing the occasional traffic noise. It would also… Continue reading

    Space, Fried Shrimp, Old Friends, and Dreams: More Introspection (Oct. 21-25)
  • On Showing Appreciation and Why I Love My Rental House: Introspection for Oct. 19 & 20

    Monday morning, and I’m trying my best to be a bit more productive and organized. So, instead of making up for a week’s worth of neglected posts, I managed to delay only two days of neglected introspection posts before getting… Continue reading

    On Showing Appreciation and Why I Love My Rental House: Introspection for Oct. 19 & 20
  • More Introspection (Oct 10-18, 2025)

    The past week has been a busy one – I’ve spent a lot of my days, traveling back and forth to various meetings with Hospice of the Piedmont. I’m looking at becoming a volunteer, so I had to complete two… Continue reading

    More Introspection (Oct 10-18, 2025)
  • Nine Days of Introspection

    It’s 9:30am. Sitting here at the desk, hoping to garner a few minutes of focus and do some writing. It’s a challenge, though – on my second cup of coffee, listening to Ian Astbury belt out “She Sells Sanctuary“, and… Continue reading

    Nine Days of Introspection
  • Stop. Listen. Breathe.

    Yesterday, after a day full of unexpected health complications (I’m okay, so no worries), I came home and was completely zapped. The past week or so has been tough on many levels. Y’all saw my last post about anxiety, and… Continue reading

    Stop. Listen. Breathe.
  • The Unwelcome Visitor

    Well, it appears I’ve fallen off my plan to post here at least once a week. So this morning, I’m sitting at the computer, trying to figure out what’s on my mind that needs to show up here. Quite frankly,… Continue reading

    The Unwelcome Visitor
  • The Day the Yuccas Spoke

    Introduction to This Post I have been working on writing a book about my childhood for going on fifteen years. Scrap sheets of paper saved in file folders, spiral notebooks, or on my computer. Why is it taking so long?… Continue reading

    The Day the Yuccas Spoke
  • Life in the “Coulds”

    I’m trying to shift into a new practice of getting up a little earlier in the morning to have more quiet time for meditation and journaling before the world gets loud. And to coffee myself. (Yes, I feel that coffee… Continue reading

    Life in the “Coulds”