I am so good at pointing out my flaws and shortcomings. I know the magnifying glass I’ve acquired started as an intentional task–we have to call out our traumas (and their origin stories) to heal and move past them. I, however, call them out and amplify their existence. There is a fine line between honesty, acknowledgement, and reopening wounds. I realize I may have been doing the latter.

Up at 4 AM, writing about a dream and what it means. Spirit gives us messages in the most interesting ways. I’m so happy that I have the ability to hear and listen.

After 3 weeks of sitting in the fridge (and developing a funny smell, might I add), I finally threw away this plate of mushrooms. But not without telling you a lil story first.

Beware, kiddos, this one has profanity. I know this blog is supposed to be clean, but I couldn’t help myself. I was only a little pissed when I wrote this, LOL.

This post is about a cat. But it’s really not about a cat.