I’m happy. You know how I know? I keep saying it. Out loud. To myself. There are different phrasings that arise: I’ll be driving down the road, some road, heading somewhere, anywhere, and I’ll hear myself say “God, I’m so happy right now.” I might be sitting by a river playing my guitar and the […]
Category: speaking the truth
There are boundaries to expression which most all of us would be well served to cross. Living our lives with too much restraint can be an almost certain shortcut to dissatisfaction. In my own writing, I notice that I’ve been feeling a little restricted, a little inhibited, a little too hesitant to hit the “publish” […]
The more I am honest with myself, the more I realize that there is a distinct split between what we present to others and that which is actually our truth. This is not something that is necessarily intentional. We generally don’t mean to lie to others, and in many ways what I am talking about […]
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Over the past many years, I’ve continued to be interested in learning something which might be considered akin to the truth as pertains to reality and our existence. Some things are starting to click together and in a way it has me somewhat excited. It feels a little new, so I thought I’d explore it […]
I was having a telephone conversation yesterday with a dear female friend of mine, talking about relationships and the effect we have on others and the effect they have on us. At some point in that conversation I referred to her as being a “handful” in relationship and that credit should be given to the […]
I don’t fully understand why people lie, why they are so afraid of the truth. I continue to become more and more a fan of it. The more I write this blog, the more I am beginning to see that truth is just another word for reality. If something is true, then it is real. […]
The main issue that continues to arise for me lately is that of maturation and finding my own true voice. I’ve been practicing saying what is true for me while confronting the fear of losing love and being rejected. I have to say it has been incredibly difficult and surprisingly liberating at the same time. […]
Strange how time flies. Today would have been my mother’s 90th birthday, were she still alive today. I’ve been listening to Michael Franti music when I run along the ocean lately. Actually, since I listen to his music as I run, it usually turns into more of a dance in a general direction than a […]