Day 45205
Just before I passed all the way out after a day socializing with other black female photographers. Yesterday at therapy I talked about what I felt was a wholly inappropriate reaction I had to a...
View ArticleDay 45229 ~ Makeup and Loving My Natural Face
My jacket arrived last night! Selfie game strong. Click the image to see shots of me in my jacket.Jane retweeted my selfie-filled post, by the way. I was rendered utterly useless for an hour...
View ArticleOn Being A Gift to the World
On her show this morning Queen Latifah told a young entrepreneur to keep being the gift he is to the world. Her words reminded me of something I am still amazed by, because the concept is still new to...
View ArticleDay 45358 ~ It’s Important That I Am Here
Today’s Note from the Universe: What’s most important, W., is that you’re here. A million times less important is what you do here, when, where and with whom. Be here now, The Universe P.S. Figuring...
View ArticleDay 46046 ~ Going with the Flow
Caring for someone can be hard. T had a very bad day at work and came in being Grumpy McGrumpyston. To add insult to injury, T’s upper back had a bit of a cramp. To make matters even worse, it was T’s...
View ArticleDay 46188 ~ Rethinking My Misfit Status
Yesterday my soul said I have focused too much on age and on separating myself because of age. Yes, ageism is a thing. But an age difference hasn’t been an issue yet in the special interest groups I...
View ArticleDay 46201 ~ Seeing My Femininity
I surprised a friend this weekend by admitting I have always had a difficult time thinking of my physical self as feminine. It’s all due to my broad, muscular-leaning frame and a face shape that more...
View ArticleDay 46232 ~ Following My Passion(s)
You know, it’s funny: I have an Evernote stack of notebooks titled Education. All of the notebooks in that stack are about things like network administration, network security, data science (for shits...
View Article48222 ~ I Am Holding My Life in My Hands
For most of my life I have wondered who I could have been had I been born to another family. One well connected in the ways that matter to me. One that would have nurtured me in the ways I most needed....
View Article49315 ~ When Magic Makes Way for Reality
New layers of magical thinking that had accompanied me for most of my life are falling away. I find that both freeing and disconcerting.
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