Tag Archives: Transformation

Keeping the Light On.

Have you ever been wrestling with demons in the darkness only to discover, when the light comes on, that the demons are not who you thought they were? Since I fired Ambition, I have been in a funk. No passion, … Continue reading

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The Messy Path of Awakening

It’s the last day of January and I have no New Year’s Resolutions. In my journey to find a new boss, I’m moving away from the idea of generally impossible to-do lists because they aren’t working for me. I might … Continue reading

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A Symbol of Movement

I was reminded this week of the mobius strip that I wrote about here. Only this time, instead of focusing on the inner/outer nature of the strip, I have been focused on the movement/continuation aspect. As a Vata type, my … Continue reading

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Under New Management

I fired my boss. She was all about long to-do lists and unrealistic expectations regarding the time needed to fulfill those lists. She fed on more and better and I wouldn’t mind her as a co-worker, but she sucked as … Continue reading

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Making Choices

I don’t eat crab unless someone else does the hard work of extracting the meat from the shell. But I love unpacking pomegranates. Maybe it’s the bright red color or the sweet/tart burst in the mouth or maybe it’s just … Continue reading

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Lucky Town

I love tools and I love building things. So when I found this vintage Stanley tool box at an antique store closing sale, I snapped it right up. My first inspiration was to use this hand colored map with a … Continue reading

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Nineteen Hats, Ten Teacups…

Such an emotional catharsis this week…sobbing one moment, stomping angrily the next. And strangely, no connection to what might be the cause, current or past. Sure, there were maddening moments and memories that brought some sadness, but the strength of … Continue reading

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