tired friday dribbles…

Michelle Bloom

it’s weird to not blog every day anymore but it’s hard to find the time. for anything. but the stuff i am already cramming into each day. too much to handle. harder than i imagined. but doing it. doing it because i am able to keep a strong structure of wake up time, bed time, yoga, jogging, solitude, and time to be with spirit. if my structure sways, the whole tower falls. there is not room for leeway in this balancing act. so glad my mom switched doctors. the new doctor is present and pays attention to her. hope. i don’t know what to say. my ego has melted into my unconscious. i don’t know how i am so present but i am. breathing? awareness? self work pays off, that’s for sure. the wounds continue to wash away like sand castles. the question of where i belong continues to float…

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