Breaking up

You are perfect the way you are
But that doesn’t mean you are perfect for me

Breaking up is sometimes a hard decision. Many people stay in bad relationships for that reason alone. Is it enough to just be unsatisfied with the way things are to decide to leave, Does it really take a dramatic turn of events to break up, or should I put my needs aside so other people can be happy? I am no martyr, and no one else should be either.

There are too many other options; even families with children can separate with little pain if both parties are open to being civil. It starts with Accepting that there is nothing wrong with each other. Understanding that everyone is perfect at being themselves, no one should change to fit anyone else. But not everyone belongs together.
No one can truly understand what is in each other’s heart, scars can run deep and weather couples have slowly drifted apart or drama has created rifts that cannot be repaired the same phrase is described in divorce court “irreconcilable differences.”

Often people change with time, it is what we do in life, we grow and learn, nothing ever stays the same, you are not the same person you were when you were 18 compared to the person you are now. It is the underlining plan of God that we change, evolve due to our environment, and although it maybe one sided people do fall out of love because of those changes.

Lets face it, feelings get hurt when love is involved, but are they really upset with you for not being who they thought you were? That would be like being mad at the neighbor for not falling in love with you… it makes about as much since. I am a living breathing feeling individual with dreams and desires, those may not be the same dreams and desires as you, and for that I am less of a person and I do not deserve to live a life focused on obtaining those dreams and desires? Come on…. The differences that we all have are what bring variety in life, but not all differences can co-exist.

In the past few years you have changed, we all have changed, people decide they don’t like the same foods as they did in the past, perhaps you don’t enjoy the same activities, or the same close, we change friends, even change a job they once loved… it is the cycle of being. Some couple change together, some do not.
The key is to walk away from each other with the same respect as going into the relationship.
You are perfect the way you are
But that doesn’t mean you are perfect for me


The life of a Mother feels like balancing on a circus ball. We are subject to maintaining others schedules without much concern of our own. I do not know how many times I had forgotten to eat, wondered if I had even remembered to brush my teeth? Or bath?…. My point is that we spend so much time on the balancing act that we forget the world around us.

If you are anything at all like me your days are booked up for the season, soccer practices, getting the car serviced, parent teacher meetings, Dr. appointments and not to mention your husband’s gatherings for his work. I also push the envelope a bit more and stuff in my own school and a second job of 30 to 40 hours a week.

We are the house maids, nurse maids and our husbands french maids. We are the unpaid taxi and teachers, we are so many things and in the end…. Moms are everyones friend.

With a 2 year old and 12 year old twins I try to make the time spent at home at least memorable and sometimes the house work gets long forgotten to do that. I am not afraid to say that I prioritize my life to help pull off this balancing trick. Laundry and dishes tend to lose every time and more often than not cold sandwich night is a weekly thing and take out although less healthy it is less stressful.

I never claimed to be a perfect mom, Lord knows I am far from Martha Stewart but I am pretty successful at the circus ring we call life. I always seem to manage time to meditate in the mornings and evening. I always check my mails on my breaks and talk with friends now and again. So this is not an impossible thing. But It is a mother’s special gift to juggle all that life expects from us… being mothers, well that is the greatness of this show….

Taj Mahal Ghost

My trip to India was eye opening, meditation is not the same, and my first experience with non-English speaking ghosts. I was surprised that they would be so quick to respond to me, language is not a hurdle when using empath abilities along with clairvoyance. Feelings and pictures are the same (universal)

No one was allowed to take picture inside the Taj Mahal, and with good reason, out of respect with it being a burial place, but when I first stepped into the door way I felt her take hold of me as chills went down my spine and goose bumps stood hair on end…. I knew she was there. She followed me as the guide talked about the history. Why, when and who.

I had to stop him and tell him why I was really there (I had hoped to have religious connections with such old buildings of prayer)so I asked if he could please take one picture and I told him to face the crept. Here is what that single picture recorded.
I was standing just to the side out of the cameras vision and the woman is standing just right of a waist high marble barrier (you can see the top ridge of the barrier showing through the “Shadow Being”) do not let the fact that the figure is black give you the impression that the spirit is in any way evil… my feelings were that of curiosity.

She was very excited that I was there and she actually asked to come with me. I explained to her that her place was there and that although she was not welcome to follow me, she was not a prisoner and she could leave at any time. She gave me a feel that she needed to stay.

At the back of the Taj mahal I sat and watch the river, and while talking with my companion and my guide I saw 3 men ghosts (Hindu) still working, I could see where they worked and toiled before their deaths there at the Taj. They never spoke to me or asked permission to leave; they merely glanced at me and then talked to themselves on what needs working on.

I left the Taj physically but my heart is still with those workers and the very polite inquisitive lady of the Taj Mahal… may one day their souls rest. Umtil then they seem to have their work to do.

Can’t see where you are going

I could see joy just in the step I take today,
feeling every grain of sand between my toes,
the cool wave rushing over my feet or the ocean breeze through my hair.
But I must also look to tomorrow,
planning fully for what is ahead…..
else I shall not be standing at a shore but rather laying the bottom of the cliff.

it is simple to say you are looking out for the future
I am here to help you see that future clearer