Blog post
So I am overwhelmed by the idea of really up keeping a blog mainly because I am such a complex being. I am Black, female, wife, mother, daughter, sister, Buddhist practitioner, naturalista, conscious, an art and music lover. How can I just focus on one part of my existence for this blog. Or do I maintain 4 blogs devoted to each chamber of my heart?
Most areas of my life are filled with new adventures. As is common, these new adventures are accompanied by emotions of fear mixed with excitement.
My daughter is starting Kindergarten next month. We chose to send her to CLAS, a local charter school. On paper it sounds like the perfect school. I just hope it meets up the expectation. This is a big step for all of us. We have been her primary caregivers since birth. We are all feeling a little separation anxiety.
I am starting my thesis this fall. I didn't see this day coming so soon. But here it is. I don't even have a topic solidified. 0__O.
My husband has been working our of town and will be rejoining our household soon. I am anxious about him fitting into our new schedules and routines.
My hair has been great. I am taking better care if it and it us happy. Braid-outs are my new go to style.
This is all about getting healthy. Healthy hair, healthy body, healthy mind.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
4 chambers
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Saturday, August 13, 2011
Lists: A Girls Best Friend
I LOVE lists. I have lists for everything: grocery shopping, day shopping, packing, cleaning, schedules. I need my lists. Yesterday I went shopping with my little notebook. The kind that houses all my lists. As I reached for my coupons in my notebook, all I felt was air. Wait....where is my book? Immediately my heart starts pounding, it feels warmer in the room, and I am frantic! No, seriously, WHERE IS MY BOOK?
I know I had it when I left the house. So I start retracing my steps. I go back to every store we visited. Nothing. So finally I decide to sit down and rest. My shopping companion, my little Buddha, my daughter, rubs my arm and says it's okay Mommy. Instantly I felt calmer. Then I realize it could have been worse: my phone or wallet. So I exhale and realize it is OKAY.
I know I had it when I left the house. So I start retracing my steps. I go back to every store we visited. Nothing. So finally I decide to sit down and rest. My shopping companion, my little Buddha, my daughter, rubs my arm and says it's okay Mommy. Instantly I felt calmer. Then I realize it could have been worse: my phone or wallet. So I exhale and realize it is OKAY.
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