“She is so strong,” The echo came From one nurse to Next, always the same. From long blood and Lines of strength she Came. Bringing the flood And a spirit so free. My beauty, my girl, My Arrie-Marie
Small self, small self How do your defenses grow? With fearful thoughts of tomorrow And judgments molding each stone.
Before we ask ourselves these 5 very simple questions, take a moment and pause. Take a deep breath. As we begin to question ourselves, a war will start to take place between our instinctual self and Our “logical” self. We must not listen to “logic” for it is little more than our ego’s worst fears. ... Continue Reading →
A woman (in a stunning art deco rain coat that my grandmother would have attempted to purchase from her on the spot) gave Arden and I her cart at Aldi today. "On me." she said. "what a polite little girl." Yes it was only 25 cents, but three steps later, when Arden melted-down over having to... Continue Reading →