sweet butterfly

When you are stripped bare and are so transparent you feel as though you have no skin.  When time is suspended and the world opens up to a new possibility that you could never have imagined.  When the scent of honeysuckle in the night air or the tender kiss from your child makes  your heart…

“Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play.” -Heraclitus I am reading a book called Open to Desire: Embracing a Lust for Life by Dr. Mark Epstein. In it, he recounts a story of playing with his son and one of his stuffies right after the 9/11 tragedy….

Sipping some delightful French pressed coffee, listening to my new Christina Aguilera CD (thanks Mom!), watching my girls play and just relaxing on this beautiful, winter day. The holidays this year have been a time of more simplicity which has allowed time for what is most important to me. I have made fewer commitments, done…

Sending this hoping to be able to add it to my profile. (fingers crossed) 

Today I ran across a single line I had written on a page in my journal. It said, : “I am not the kind of woman you can push around.” It’s true that I haven’t been physically pushed around since my older brother tormented me in my youth. I am strong and fierce physically and…