Category Archives: self exploration
Conjuring forth a demon
I can still see the exact moment it happened like it was yesterday. No, I’m not talking about Mr. Universe. I’m referring to someone…something…far more sinister. We had agreed there was no other option for us but to divorce and Mr. … Continue reading
Marrying your karma card
Let me start with one word: DON’T! It ain’t worth it, folks. Looking back, I can almost see the energy that ended up consuming us. It felt like this odd combination of being pushed into something while also being pulled away … Continue reading
It’s my lie and I’ll tell it how I want
You might be asking, “What happened???”. It seemed like I was going to get my happy ending, right?!? I mean, if you followed my last blog series, on January 1, 2015 I was happily preparing to wed Mr. Universe on … Continue reading
2018 was a shit show but not because of Trump
I’d love to be able to blame the chaos and struggle of 2018 on Trump but I can’t. I mean, I probably could. Based on what I read on social media, you can pretty much blame EVERYTHING on Donald J … Continue reading
It’s a match…or was it??
It’s funny how phrases can get stuck in your head…and then take on a life of their own. For example, I’ve had the phrase “It’s a match” rolling around in my head for a while now but somewhere along the line … Continue reading
Day 364: Hoosier hospitality
On the eve of my last post, my heart is a bit heavy. I’m sad for all the arguments that are ensuing between friends, family, and fellow citizens because of the need to legislate bigotry in the state I’ve called … Continue reading
Day 363: It’s time to be a bit more tolerant
My New Year’s Resolution for 2014 was to stop judging so much. As a result, I coined the phrase #factnotjudging, because sometimes you just have to be able to call a spade a spade. And that’s what I feel like … Continue reading
Day 362: Today was a good day
Today nesha had a booth at the 317 Bridal Show. Big shout out to Man of the Year and Chapper for doing such a fantastic job. It was Chapper’s dream and he orchestrated a lovely event…the first, I hope, of … Continue reading