Clearing the Toxic Waste from your soul

Time often tells us who is right for our lives and who we should say goodbye too. Signs, symbols, messaging- all things great and small tell us when.

People who we often need to say goodbye too are toxic for us. They bring us grief, cause us stress and undue heartache. Recently, for many years I have dealt with this in my life and although I knew in the back of my mind that this person was toxic for me and that they were not respectful of me I still kept them in my life until it dawned on me, or what i call “the lightbulb effect” it clicked for me and the light came on.

I don’t need the toxicity in my life. I need to be free and don’t need to be in the darkness not knowing what will come next with them. What will their mood be, what will their day be like, when will I see them, do I matter. I was better than that and I didn’t need them to dictate any of those things for me.

Freeing myself from the toxic sludge so to say has been one of the best mind blowing exercises in life yet. Once I made up my mind that I was going forward with this change, I haven’t turned back either. If you have someone weighing you down, take a look at everything- you are worth it.

DailyPrompt: Toxic


Small sacrifices

Everyday we make sacrifices. Some are large, extreme cases and others are small. Most of the time they are small and they go unnoticed. 

I’ve sacrificed my time and energy for this fractured friend for over a decade and gotten nothing back in return and found that all those small sacrifices build up to a larger more defined sacrifice that needed to be addressed- removal. It was time to no longer sacrifice my well being to provide for them. Although it is painful to not have them in my life, I will be better off for it. 

We also sacrifice many things for our children. We as parents will go without so that they will have something better. It is what we need to do for them. 

Sacrificing sometimes doesn’t always have to be a grand gesture either. It is a little thing like giving up your seat to an elderly person because it is the right thing to do. 

Go out of the way sometimes- it will make you feel better. 
Daily Prompt: Sacrifice

Disappointment through the years

Disappointment. It’s a heavy word. 

We learn from a young age that people can be disappointed in us for not helping our siblings with their homework, lying, not taking out the garbage, or various other items. Disappointment is all around us but we also learn to let it go and bounce back quickly. 

As we get older and feel more, disappointment is not as easy to let go. It sinks in and becomes part of our soul. Words don’t fall off as easily, we hit rock bottom when people put us down and tell us they are disappointed or they disappoint us. We take it personally when they hurt us. Disappointment becomes part of us. People say that it is easy to forget things and move on, but is it really when you have been disappointed by someone you trusted so much, gave your heart too and they ripped it to shreds? Is disappointment then so easy to get over?

I don’t believe that as we get older we get over disappointment as easily but if we could just let it all go I know it would probably make this world a better place overall. 
Daily Prompt: Disappointment

Lucky Cat

I don’t like cats nor am I a cat person but I have these cats- my lucky cats. Each one holds their own ‘lucky’ charm. Of course I am not sure about this luck as it has yet to bring any of their true good fortune or happiness my way but maybe it is because I need to believe in them more or there is a hidden ritual I do not know about. In any regard here is what they should bring to me:

Gold- will make your dreams come true and bring you good luck in wealth.

Black- will protect you from illness and evil spirits.

Red- will bring you good fortune for business, good health for child.

White- will bring you good luck and happiness.

Blue- will make you calm and relaxed. 

I know that the cat with its left arm raised is usually seen in a business and maybe that is why they do not work for me, but more recently they have been seen in homes. So I thought I’d give it a try-why not. It’s been a couple years now and while most things are good the blue cat can do a little more work for me, it’s been rough lately. Red is pulling his weight. The others are- alright. 

We’ll see…I hear there are owls too. Maybe I’ll see how they do. Especially if there is one to ward off evil friends. 

Daily Prompt: Superstition

Handwriting as an art form

Handwriting. Not texting, typing, using a phone, snapchat, tweeting, or any other form of social media. Actual pen to paper written words on a page. 

There aren’t very many people who do this any longer. I mean, write one another with paper and pen. A good friend and I do. Not the fractured friend I’ve been venting about. I’ll get there. My good friend and I find that there is an art handwriting a letter. We find the best card, paper, note and then put our words down on paper to each other and tell each how our lives have transpired over the month or couple months. It is nice. 

You can tell a lot by a persons handwriting. I use to get a card for my birthday every year from my grandmother. As the years went on you could see in her penmanship that her writing was getting shaky, her high loops weren’t as high any longer and her ‘o’ didn’t quite close all the way anymore. I still have my very first and very last cards I ever received with her handwriting. A memory I guess of a lovely, funny woman.
Now the fractured friend I’ve found that if I text or email they ‘might’ read what I’ve written and I ‘may’ get a response and I know there is never a guarantee that when I send something handwritten that they will read it but over the last 6 months I did notice it got their attention. I’m not sure if it was because of what I wrote or because they couldn’t hit delete and the message be fine immediately. There is something about seeing words written out. They burn into your mind differently than when you see them on a computer screen. I’m not sure if I will ever write them something ever again but I do know that it gets their attention. 

Handwriting something to someone should mean something. I know for as long as I can write I intend to keep it alive and well. 

Daily Prompt: Handwriting