Looking For…

Time ran away this week and in some ways I wish I could fling my stick with my personal items over my shoulder; to live simply, and head to the trees. They seem to understand me and need very little from me; well maybe not everything will fit in that sack. (Spook says be honest you probably would carry your Kate bag anyway. I prefer the pieces I love, she is correct on that one, but with a matching scarf.)

By the end of the day you have decided it is enough and anything else that gets in your pathway will result in pulling someone into a cage match; your tag team is ready. As I told someone recently if they continue their arguments, then I am putting laundry baskets on their heads to make it a challenging and interesting cage match. (Photos would be provided,I would have to share and I am laughing already.)

Your cave woman style is ready, armed and dangerous you are saying just one more thing, and that is it. You may run to the corner to rock back and forth and try to ponder your next move or crash and burn the whole scene. (Just picture the King Kong scene here, I think it is fitting.)

I chalk this up too little to no meditation this week; very limited physically with no running. I need an out; a release to balance, a healthy one, I need nature, peace; I’m looking for myself again, have you seen her?

Continuation of this you will find my face on a wanted poster after the wrath.(Apparently I need a wax job in the recent photo, and my hair gets cut today. We will complete a retake later once I look better.)

“You go on by doing the best you can. You go on by being generous. You go on by being true. You go on by offering comfort to others who can’t go on. You go on by allowing the unbearable days to pass and by allowing the pleasure in other days. You go on by finding a channel for your love and another for your rage.” Cheryl Stayed

Thank goodness for sleep, I woke up (always a blessing) and am very grateful to be feeling better. I will start the day off with my positive panties on and leave the destructive weapons at home.

I have some adventures planned for me and my Paddington Bear hat that may or may not involve some friends, a cocktail, some laughs and you never know with us, spray paint or duct tape are always a few of the options.

The tribe I would say are like me; so much in common and yet so uniquely different. The laughter that will fill that room already warms my heart knowing it will happen and the shit-storm of the group; they may have their posters beside mine by the end of the night. I am so looking forward to it!

We are all looking for the groups in our lives and the dynamic change they provide whether we are a work group, friends together, or families. The continuous search for them, the involvement of the relationships and the desire to be authentic with them, the ultimate goal; being able to show your true tiger stripes and heart. Roar!

My tribe has spoken for the evening. I suggest you lock your doors, do not answer any calls from us, that way you do not have to deal with us trying to get bail money from you. (Sis you still need to answer your phone pleeeassssssse.)

What is more dangerous in this world? A group of 40 and 50-year-old aged woman who are all finding themselves and bonding; this is true beauty.

Here is to self mastery and finding myself again in the adventures today, (dressed in my style), to the memories and always to a room of laughter. I wonder what lessons I will learn? Or have I been learning them as I go?

“I say, dress to please yourself. Listen to your inner muse an take a chance. Wear something that says ‘Here I am!’ Today.” Iris Apfel

Love always the cage match, duct taping, tiger striped, Woman in Process



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