I am sure everyone has played with sand at a beach at some point in their life. My favorite activity as a child was to take a shovel and dig away until the spot became a deep pit. Our mind/brain works the same way. If we take a thought (shovel) and keep replaying it over … Continue reading A day at the beach
Author: Stories Project
My blooming cactus
Now I can say that I have seen it all. I have never ever seen a flower on a cactus. Got this plant on a whim and watered it every day and protected it from those $%^& ground squirrels. Today, I went to water it again, and saw these gorgeous beauties!! I was left speechless. … Continue reading My blooming cactus
Afternoon snack
A lotus grows out of mud Wisdom grows out of grief Knowledge grows out of ignorance Abundance grows out of lack
Mandala Therapy
I have always wondered how people come up with these intricate geometric patterns, so, I decided to create my own today. When I started, all I drew was the big circle, then, I let me imagination and creativity take over and moved my hand per the instructions from my mind. In fifteen minutes, this beautiful … Continue reading Mandala Therapy
My lighthouse
From time to time, I get lost in a deep dark ocean with turbulent and choppy waters. I find it difficult to stay afloat and breathe. Then, I draw strength from the lighthouse shining far away. It gives me hope and strength to make it through, and find a silver lining in the cloud. Deep … Continue reading My lighthouse
Do what works for you
My Cherry is not a walker. She is a sniffer, a roller, a charmer but no sir, no madam - she is not a walker. I have been wanting to taker her everywhere I go, but she will not walk, and so I decided to look into a bike basket first. Well, I do not … Continue reading Do what works for you
6 am therapy
5 am therapy
All the quotes are from the internet
I am an alchemist
Aloha, Namaste, How are ya'll today? I had a very interesting afternoon today and wanted to share my process of coping. So here goes. I am a person who likes to keep everything prim and proper and in its place. Kiddo is the exact opposite. She leaves things around even after repeated reminders. She washed … Continue reading I am an alchemist
