Years ago at the other farm our spring ran out of water and we had to switch to the emergency tank. It was not pleasant drinking from that tank. But even more unpleasant was making the trek up the side of the holler to clear out the blockage. Part of me feels like the pastContinue reading “When the Spring Goes Dry: A Very Honest Post About Recovering from Domestic Violence and Trauma”
I was raised in a time of shifting ideology in this country. Traditional gender roles and second wave Feminism clashed in the media and stereotypes clashed around me as the child of a single mother in a male dominated industry. A male teacher told my mother he was shocked at how “well adjusted” I amContinue reading “Monday’s Musings : I Can’t Do EVERYTHING”
Everytime the word should slides out of our mouths we undermind our own personal authority in our lives and give that athourity to insecurity.
Wait, are emotions negative or positive? Doesn’t that denote a “right” and a “wrong” with emotions?
I’m finally over my back injury, thankfully. Spring is here almost and the yearly push to do is starting. In years past I’ve taken on more than I should. It’s easy to learn boundaries and saying “no” to other people’s demands. But that’s not so easy to say to yourself sometimes. For severalContinue reading “Monday’s Musings: Saying “NO””
The key is leave our hesitation and self doubt behind.
My family has a wonderful tradition of easing into the morning. We get up, lounge in our house clothes, drink coffee, plan the day, pray, meditate, read, and linger in the stillness. Of course, this necessitates early rising, but it’s well worth it. Four a.m. is a wonderful time. We also have a tradition ofContinue reading “Monday’s Musings: Quiet Time and Balance”
It’s been a busy Christmas day, and things are finally quiet enough to get today’s post done. Since it’s been so busy, today’s post is a quick video. I’ll be expanding on this topic of how we talk to ourselves over the next few weeks. Happy Christmas, Moriah
What are the stories you tell? Are they true? Or have you bought a lie at the cost of your heart, the collapse of your soul, the shrinkage of your emotions?