Kathy used to say I needed a good little rock to keep in my pocket. A reminder, a talisman, a source of grounding throughout the day of whatever wisdom or joy or higher level thought we should be present in. It would be a reminder to smile, take a deep breath, or remember that there is beauty, energy, healing, and magic at any moment. So, here is a rock for my pocket today.
A writer? LOL, no, I’m just an aspiring web developer planning to document my woodworking journey who happens to be writing about my life experiences and my quest to transcend trauma and the confines of my subconscious behaviors and lizard brain. I’m not a writer, though, or am I now?
Try not to blame today. Instead, assume all occurrences are outcomes of my own reasoned choices.