My Journey Continues

Photo by  Trust "Tru" Katsande  on  Unsplash T here seems to be no lack of motivational, self-improvement publicity out in the world lately.   Abraham Hicks, spirituality, posted affirmations on social media, mediums on TV and more, but the one thing I am trying to learn is meditation. My ability to blank my mind and focus on nothing but breathing is a challenge and yet when I can last at minimum of five minutes, I feel the benefit of calmness wash over me.    Zen, Mindfulness, Metta (kind), Mantra, Transcendental, Yoga, Sound, Kundalini…the list goes on there are so many to try, but I always come back to the standard sit and relax pose.   Recently, I was having a sad moment in the gym and  decided to incorporate meditation into my workout. Since I still suffer from grief in some form every day, I found that meditation redirects my energy and grounds my mind very quickly.   I decided to jump on one of the stationary bikes at ...

Sometimes I have to wonder what in the hell my dog thinks about all day? C ady is an eleven year old female yellow Labrador and I have had her since she was 3 months old, her birthday being June 30th, 2007.  When I "adopted" her as a puppy, I gifted her to my husband Dean.  He was a dog person, someone who had a dog most of his life and loved them like children.  I, on the other hand, had never had one.  I was a horse person, which I consider much easier than a dog because they don't demand my emotional attention as much. But together, Dean and I got through the early years of potty training, jumping on guests and discipline, well, mostly Dean handled that stuff.  I got to be the fun parent.  HE rubbed her belly, teased her and took care of the poop stuff.  I took her running and hiking when he wasn't around, fed her way too many treats and she drove shotgun on errands with me around town. Since losing my husband, I have struggled with being ...