I believe it is quite normal to question things and re-examine one's path at pivotal stages of life. The forty-something years are one of those stages. I am getting close to the age where I will not have as many years in front of me as I have behind me. Right now i can still double my age and see living to that number of years. That won't be ( Read more... )

I was thinking too much about something. Now I am not.


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My conscience is my guide. In fact, honoring my conscience is very important, because that is how I honor and respect myself. When I do not follow my conscience, I am dishonoring myself just as surely as everyone who ever disrespected me in any way has dishonored me. If I should be able to trust anyone to honor me, it should be myself.

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For quite a few volumes of my paper journal, I have written a title inside the front cover. labyrinthnight bought me a beautiful journal for Christmas, and since I just finished my latest one, I started writing in the new one today. I couldn't think of a title, but sometimes it takes a few weeks for a title to come to mind, so I didn't let it bother me. I ( Read more... )

The future's unanswered questions scare me. But given the choice between where I was 2 years ago and where I am now, I would much rather be here.

If The Others* would stop insisting I am "nothing" if I am not a superstar in everything I do, I would be far less stressed. But the fact that I recognize their accusation is ridiculous is cause for celebration!

Tonight I wrote in my paper journal, "Be inspired by others without comparing myself to them (and stressing or depressing myself). I do ( Read more... )

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Senator Clinton did not concede the race last night, even though it appears Senator Obama has enough delegates to assume the party nomination. She thanked her supporters for all of their hard work through all of the primaries and said now that the primaries are done, she will give serious thought to what to do next. I am glad she didn't concede ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed a man was attacking me and a male friend. I was successfully blocking the attacker's blows and refused to give up my bags, which had my wallet and camera in them. First I told my friend to run while I fought the attacker. I fought off the attacker long enough to run after my friend, but the assailant caught up with me after ( Read more... )