Tag: Healing

Write like you mean it

text thread screen shot
The bottom text was sent from me, to me. Used Siri while getting a therapeutic massage. Hoping to be able to run pain-free again. The duplicate texts? No idea why it happened. Same thing, used Siri while bicycling.

Write like you mean it.

Recently, an event happened that gloriously revealed wisdom that had eluded me thus far.

So grateful to have writing as a therapy – a prescription so to speak – to manage unexpected growing pains.

Thank you WordPress for coming into my life in 2008.

Just writing like i mean it…calm, collected, honest. And leaving a trail for our Son. He may one day be publicly ridiculed with none of his present, historical friends willing to intervene. It’s imperative he knows this too shall pass. And that he will be given unique wisdom that only someone heavily outnumbered can gain.

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This website is about our MIND. To read today’s post about our BODY, click here.

Super cool

woman on a touring bicycle
A bicycle honeymoon is super cool.

Super cool what time’s passage and prolific daily writing do as a therapy-team to accelerate understanding.

The second five posts for healing and recovery writing from the February 27, 2022 HOA meeting would have posted today.

Five additional posts written February 28.

But guess what is super cool?

The posts are literally perfect.

Cathartic.

Authentic.

Written objectively to show ongoing compassion.

The goal isn’t to express anger or embarrass people.

No, the goal is healing and leaving a trail for our son.

My generous effort to not name names nor specifics.

Back to super cool…just decided to postpone those five posts for several months instead of the intended two weeks.

Decent chance they never get posted.

Why?

Accelerated emotional progress.

Super cool.

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This website is about our MIND. To read today’s post about our BODY, click here.

It’s Working, I Think

Lehigh Valley International Airport
Lehigh Valley International Airport

The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?

Finding the buried treasure?

How exciting is it when the secret is revealed to you?

Ever have unexpected moments when important things become surprisingly clearer to you?

How does that make you feel?

Sunday night listening to Miranda Lambert sing, The House That Built Me, on the CMA’s, when she sang, the brokenness is healing, things became surprising clearer.

Of course, being back in Pennsylvania also facilitated this.

There are many of us dealing with suppressed brokenness, which starts to resurface when we return to the place we grew up.

Mind, Body, Spirit, Money

Mind, Body, Spirit, Money.

The big four.

I’m committed to figuring out these four simple concepts, now that I’m into mid-life.

There came a certain mid-life crisis moment, not sure when, that I realized I better start living and quit waiting.

Didn’t want to be guilty of going through the motions, and then finding myself on my deathbed, saying, “I should have”.  Or, “I would have”.  Or even, “I could have”.

Shoulda, woulda, coulda.

Dangerous words. Poisonous words. Deadly words.

You know the antidote, right?

It’s two simple words.  You know this already, right?

I’ll tell you later…….carpe diem, jeff noel  🙂

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