Unpacking DISTURBED

It’s easy to become DISTURBED in life.  Heather asks us to HALT and check the four possible reasons.  Are we: Hungry | Angry | Lonely | Tired?   Maybe, if so, Bruce suggests that maybe we pause for a moment and seek a bit of CALM. Catch | A | Little | MomentUnpacking DISTURBED. Doubting EverythingIt’sContinue reading “Unpacking DISTURBED”

Unpacking OBEY

https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/unpacking-obey/id1628668707?i=1000587864503 https://open.spotify.com/episode/2n1LcD1WKdt96PF6acccqk?si=N8BLiIZ7TCq6o5v_69feIw https://anchor.fm/canihaveawordwithyou/episodes/Unpacking-OBEY-e1qpdr5

Unpacking EGO

https://open.spotify.com/episode/00eqBnrUdo9fFSpdoPDWhm?si=Vil2fvmLQEuKPEfBoS2HIQ https://anchor.fm/canihaveawordwithyou/episodes/Unpacking-EGO-e1qpdl2 https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/unpacking-ego/id1628668707?i=1000587067457 Now on Anchor, Apple, Spotify!

Who do you think you are?

What I really want to talk about today is Elvis. But even though I have been preparing to write about him after seeing the new Elvis movie (which I can’t stop thinking about since I saw it a couple weeks ago…and no, it’s not because of his “Elvis the pelvis” dance moves so just relax😂),Continue reading “Who do you think you are?”

The “Good and Lovely” Game

Something I am realizing as I get older is that it is quite possible that even though my skin is sagging and my hair is a bit more silver, my insides might always remain about twelve—as in twelve years old. I remember being twenty and anticipating the day I turned 30. How I would finallyContinue reading “The “Good and Lovely” Game”

“Off the Wagon”

It’s already 4:00 in the afternoon. As a general rule I am fresher and more motivated to write in the mornings. But not today. Last night I “fell off the Wagon.” Anyone else have a Wagon? There are very bumpy and susceptible to potholes and inclement road conditions. You really do have be paying prettyContinue reading ““Off the Wagon””

REVOLUTION TIME…

I “came to” in ICU on March 1st after being semi-unconscious and intubated for about a week. I remember it very distinctly, though my perception of reality was most likely not very accurate. I didn’t remember going to ICU or WHY I was in there. I didn’t see anyone in the room that I recognized.Continue reading “REVOLUTION TIME…”

Strapped Down?

I’m back  in the hospital.  I’ve already cheered up the place with my lights and party swirls hanging from the ceiling.  I have no choice really. The nurses expect it and are disappointed when there is no ambiance. I have nurses and techs who aren’t even assigned to me who come by just to feelContinue reading “Strapped Down?”

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