Posts Tagged ‘Goals’

Why Did She Have to Eat the Apple?

I often pondered not only why Eve ate the forbidden fruit, but what actually happened in the moments immediately following The Fall.  All religions, monotheistic and polytheistic alike, have oral and written traditions on humanity’s separation  from the Divine.  Most of the ancient civilizations like the Sumerians, Egyptians and Babylonians told stories of man’s creation…

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All I want for Christmas is…

Tradition, as defined in my iPhone dictionary app, is a specific practice of long-standing and/or an inherited pattern of thought or action.  Basically traditions are those rituals we perform over and over, through the years and pass down to our kids.  We may tweak what our parents did or start new ones.  Traditions are like…

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Yah, You Blend!

 I have been living in Atlanta for twenty years.  I was a young mother of one when we arrived south of the Mason-Dixon line.  It took me seven years to finally say, with a lump in my throat, that the peach state was home for me.  It was at this turning point that I knew…

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It's Not Personal, Sonny….

According to Don Miguel Ruiz and the Toltecs, never take anything personally is agreement number two.  This one is my biggest struggle.  It has taken me all these years to finally be able to laugh at myself, but I have the hardest time separating someone’s actions from me.  According to “The Four Agreements” (“the book”…

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All The Shrinks I've Loved Before

In the spring of 1996, I buckled my two and four-year old boys into my Ford Aerostar and headed to Nashville from Atlanta. My grandmother was visiting her sick brother who was being cared for by his daughter, my beloved cousin, Christine. It was a great chance for my boys and I to visit with…

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You've Come A Long Way, Stephie!

I’ve come a long way from Medford (Meffa).  This is a state of mind for me.  As you continue to read my blogs, I can only hope you understand my words do not reflect my true feelings about Meffa or the reality of city living.  On the contrary, I hold so many of you in…

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The American Nightmare

I grew up just outside Boston, Medford (Meffa), in a neighborhood where the houses looked like Archie Bunker’s.  We were pretty much low-income, except when my father hit it big on a football game, and we looted the mall with a vengeance before the well ran dry.  I slept in the same bed as my…

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I've Got a Meeting in the Ladies' Room

I’ll be back real soon…What actually goes on behind the closed doors of the powder room?  The conversations and events in the lavatory are relative to the establishment.  I’ve noticed, though, some things never change.  Here’s my chronology of bathroom behavior, at least for the egg producing portion of society: For wee little chicks, the…

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Jailhouse Rock

An old friend posted this on Facebook today, “For the first time ever, I looked into the mirror and said out loud: ‘you deserve better’……I nearly had an out-of-body experience and scared myself!”  This is her get out of jail free card.  Will she use it or remain in her comfy cell?  We are inmates…

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