gardening and grounding

 

strange days indeed

Such a mixture of emotions pulse through me as moments ebb and flow.
 It feels so good to get my hands in the soil now that spring is slowly creeping in.
  Things like people from the past make their presence known creating new scenarios.
   This beautiful extension of myself grows rapid fire into toddlerhood.
    Thoughts like bipolar mania and A.D.D. keep me scattered
     But the dirt beneath my nails reminds me to Be
      Here
       Now

in the midst

In the shadow of winter

In the midst of turmoil

Somewhere deep

In the the middle of an apple 

One seed had sprouted

Bringing with it 

A glimmer of hope that

Opportunities will grow

When placed in fertile soil.

Just call me Melissa Fuckin' Appleseed

Sometimes things really do happen for a reason

The important thing is to figure that reason. In recent months, this is becoming more apparent in my life. What is obvious is that I need to take control of my own career and build what I want instead of conforming into what is out there. There is no longer fear or apprehension in putting my plans into action anymore. Life is too precious and time with my daughter trumps staying in an unhealthy, not to mention unfulfilling situation. Recognizing my own abilities and reinvigorating my inner punk-chick is just what the doctor (Schnookleheimer) ordered. I feel energized and motivated.

Think about the things that keep happening in your life that keep you stuck. What are the reasons they keep happening? What are you supposed to be learning from it and what are you going to do to let the lessons be a catalyst for change? Do it. You will not likely regret taking action.

True

Putting out positive energy to the Universe

and

I am open to goodness entering my life.