Trust Your Intuition and Take the Leap
You honestly know more than you think you do –
You have to believe – to thine own self be true.
You have to believe – to thine own self be true.
I didn’t rail against society and its conventional standards. I longed to be seen as ‘normal’. My valiant attempts to ‘change’ and be like ‘them’ never worked.
I stood out.
I stood apart.
I wasn’t unpopular – I just never fit in.
Fitting in didn’t feel like a good fit.
Then you went on your merry way racking your brain, repeating the question over and over, arriving with a slew of possible answers, not knowing which might be correct?
Add that question to your list of unanswered questions or questions to be asked at a later date.
While we are on the subject of listening, I just have to share my thoughts on a subject near and dear to my heart – my mother, Leah.
Do you remember those lyrics from the 1988 song; The Living Years*?
You’ve most likely heard that song a hundred times or more – but did you actually listen to it?
It is the ‘forgotten factor’ in happiness research, according to some.
Making connections.
Fostering and nurturing connections.
As a spider weaves her web she connects one strand to another. In the weaving and connection, the web becomes stronger.
Together we are creating controversial conversation and that is awesome!
It goes like this: May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
I am reminded of my paternal grandmother, Mary, a proud Irish immigrant and a fine woman, who passed on when I was a very young girl. I can still remember her round, smiling face, hair neatly pulled back in a bun. I think about the many grandparents who come through during readings for clients, offering words of encouragement, wisdom and hope.
I ran across this quote, which is lovingly hand painted and was displayed on a wall hanging at a recovery shop in P-Town.
We were winding down a weekend getaway and in a totally blissed out state, when low and behold, Buddha spoke to me.
This striking piece of art stopped me in my tracks.