Traveling with The Peacemaker does make for a more exciting trip. For the most part, I drove, my son was my co-pilot, investigating every town we drove through, Yelping restaurants in every city.... with Blue Eyes working (or napping) in the back seat. Our destination after Moab was all the way to Taos, New Mexico. … Continue reading The American Southwest, part five
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Who does that?
Taking a Break I've linked here Blue Eyes' latest post. He doesn't usually ask for advice or comments on his blog. He started the blog as a way to work on some of the tasks he was assigned by his then therapist. A way to get some of his thoughts off and out of him, … Continue reading Who does that?
What I’m seeking
When I was in the trauma therapist's office last month, she asked me to think of something that brought me peace. Something I could focus on to calm my breathing and use during somatic healing. Sitting there in the middle of Los Angeles on a sunny 70 degree December afternoon, all I could think about … Continue reading What I’m seeking
Let the count down begin…
Well, I know I am a little premature with this count down, but that is how insanely excited I am for the upcoming trip we will embark upon next month. And maybe I am just a teeny bit stir crazy at this point since I have not really been out of the house for a week now … Continue reading Let the count down begin…
Snowed in
It's January 11, 2017 here in the U.S. and we are covered in snow, and it's snowing again. We rarely get a lot of snow in Portland. We're in a funny weather pocket. Our winters are usually fairly temperate, above freezing at least. We generally get one cold weather front per season. It might bring … Continue reading Snowed in
My time alone
We are heading out of town to Tokyo tomorrow and I didn't want to leave my blog sitting here with the bit about mistresses hanging in the air. So here I am, carving out a few minutes to jot down my thoughts while trying to finish off that last little bit of packing. It was a fairly … Continue reading My time alone