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Creative Soul Living is what I call the way I choose to live my everyday life with creative intent. I believe it’s not only possible, but also necessary to create the life you want to see and be. In acknowledging our creativity, we develop self-trust and soothe our collective souls.
We got new fiddle phones recently. You call them what you want but that’s what I call them because the touch screens require lots of fiddling. Due for upgrades as we were, we paid a little more for getting two android systems and the data stuff that goes with them. But I maintain that I’ll…
Seldom do we connect with people who we find completely familiar while they remain utter strangers. The internet is the perfect place for this to happen and it happened to me. I’d like to acknowledge one such gal. Her blog is entitled Sleep and His Brother, her name is Ish, and we “met” during my…
I have been dreaming of a state of total mental and especially physical relaxation. Where my muscles are molten and limp. I want to be so relaxed, I experience that shudder of absolute contentment. Because I am so far from that right now, it’s almost cruel to imagine the possibility. The surprise thumps and pokes…
It was just one of those extended parenting weekends. I knew it was coming. I tried to pad it with play dates. But there’s something about the combo of the Daddy cat being gone that makes the mouse want to play knick knack paddy whack on Mommy’s nerves. Those long weekends are like a sentence…
For too many years, my world was about going it alone. About making ends meet. And not letting anyone in. They might have seen I was really just surviving. I was faking it without making it. Yet, the one time it feels essential to be surrounded by women folk is when a baby is destined…
I have issues with stuff that goes missing. I eventually found my expired passport. I decided my pink camera must have been stolen. And I’ll be paying for another kid’s library book on the 19th. I looked and looked. It just wasn’t in the recipe box or the plastic sleeves in my Household Binder where…
I began to feel panicky. I only had a crib, a mattress, and a blanky. Yes, there are numerous boxes of years’ worth of boys clothing in the attic. But we don’t know if we’re even having a boy. I had nary a nappy or bottle or binky in the house and I was 32…
We had difficulty naming the first baby and we seem to be having more with the second. And the husband not wanting to know the gender of the baby has put more than just a small twist in this game. I may have told you this but you can’t stop me anyway from telling you…
As of a year and a half ago, I still couldn’t see why I should join Facebook or communicate with people I hadn’t seen in a long while. I was living in a lonely dull shell that I was used to. I thought, “What could I say that they’d want to hear? So long and…
When our son was a toddler, we purchased a new stainless refrigerator with side by side doors. I twitched as the child dented the front of it with various toys but I was still a proud parent of my new appliance. It took only a short time before bits and pieces began to dislodge themselves…
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