tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-205897552026-01-12T10:34:54.185-06:00Formerly "Musings of a 'Crazy Cat Lady'"Molliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06376702402606751033noreply@blogger.comBlogger359125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589755.post-45861623417373151882013-01-15T11:44:00.005-06:002013-01-15T11:44:52.687-06:00

Finding "Me time" is something struggled with for many years and took almost as many years of practice to be able to do and over the last few years I have fallen out of the habit. Let me tell you.. I can most definitely notice the difference! This year I really need to dig out the discipline and start setting aside quiet time for myself to just relax and regroup. Meditation is one of my ways of

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More people owning guns isn't what we need to stop more shootings from happening. More parents parenting is. More friends looking out for each other is. More people treating each other with dignity and respect is. The majority of school/mall/movie theater shooters were disturbed young men who'd exhibited behavior and signs that were obvious to anyone who cared to take the time to notice them

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Sometimes the things we need to listen to are so we can share them for other people to hear... While driving to work this morning something caught my vision in the corner of my eye - I looked down and my radio was adjusting the volume... by itself... The radio had been on but the volume all the way down. After staring at the radio somewhat warily for a few seconds I hesitantly reached

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I love getting DailyOm in my e-mail - it's always something that I can relate to, and today's post is no exception. I spent the majority of my teen years very pissed off. I hated my parents, my life, the world in general. I had a lot of bad things happen to me as a kid and being mad about them seemed much easier than dealing with the hurt and confusion and letting them go. As long as I was

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I am a Christian. A grew up in church, saved and baptized when I was 13, born again at 25, filled with the Holy Spirit - evidence of tongues - Christian. My husband is Buddhist. When my husband and I met he was studying Buddhism but had not fully immersed himself into the religion so it didn't bother me much. After all, we all get a little side tracked now and then, but he'd grown up

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This is something I've dealth with often through out my life - questioning my self worth. Am I worthy of love? Worthy of success? Worthy of happiness? Regardless of our current state of mind - the answer has always been and will always be a resounding YES. We, well most of us anyway, are brought up being taught that we are children of God - created in His image and likeness and unworthy

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Ending the CycleStart Today by Madisyn Taylor Each day offers us an opportunity to renew our resolve to the universe that we are ready for change.One of the hardest things in life is feeling stuck in a situation that we don’t like and want to change. We may have exhausted ourselves trying to figure out how to make change, and we may even have given up. However, each day offers us an opportunity

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This is something it took me a long time and many hurt feelings to figure out, especially since I have a family that would rather judge me than accept me. And while I still on occasion take something to heart that I shouldn't I've definitely gotten better and am living a much more peaceful and content life as a result. Words only have the power you give them.. and getting all riled up, hurt,

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Today's post by DailyOM Saying Yes to the universe opens the gate to receiving what your soul really wants. The hardest thing about saying yes to the universe is that it means accepting everything life puts in front of us. Most of us have a habit of going through our days saying no to the things we don’t like and yes to the things we do, and yet, everything we encounter is our life. We

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When I was growing up my mom had a bookshelf full of Danielle Steele & Harlequin romance novels. Around the age of 15-16 I started reading them. I read about star crossed love, all consuming passion, feeling like someone was the center of your universe.. I read about fighting and making up, I read about overcoming insurmountable obstacles for love. I read about hot sex.... - well they

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Fist let me say that I absolutely despise the word 'preggo'. I think it's tasteless and low class, but for this post I think it fits. When I was a kid I never wanted to be a doctor, or a astronaut or a famous actor or singer. I wanted to be a wife and a mom. Ok there was that year I wanted to be a fighter pilot (thank you Tom Cruise) but that only lasted until I realized that A

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Tap, tap, tap... is this thing on? Is anyone out there? I've gone and done it again... taken an unintentional haitus from blogging. I've not quite figured out yet why I do that.. skip writing for long periods of time. It's not like I don't have computer access, or lack of things to write about. I think that maybe, even though I write to help me get through life when things start to seem 'too

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As the year comes to a close it's that time again. Time to reflect on the last year and what it has meant. What we've learned, how we've grown - or not grown. Time to list all the things we'll do different next year and swear to stick to the changes we promise ourselves. 2011 has been an incredibly intense year for me. There have been many changes, losses, new adventures and lessons learned.

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Or Letting go and Letting GOD. Several years ago a church I attended had a visualization practice that went along with that Sunday's message which was about letting go of all the 'baggage' we carry around with us. The things we can't control, can't change and aren't helping ourselves our anyone else by holding on to. Christians - heck people in general are famous for saying we've 'gotten over'

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Life can get crazy busy and in the middle of our hustle and bustle we often lose track of the important things in life. we lose track of ourselves, sometimes we even lose track of the most important reason we're here and the most glorious gift of being alive and that is just to simply LIVE. For a more grounded life, choose not to get caught up in the fast-paced world around you. 1.

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According to the Mandukya Upanishad, "Om, or Aum is the one eternal syllable of which all that exists is but the development. The past, the present, and the future are all included in this one sound, and all that exists beyond the three forms of time is also implied in it". It is a Hindu sacred sound that is considered the greatest of all mantras. The syllable Om is composed of the three sounds

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When I was a kid I spent my summers baby sitting my little brother & sister and the kids of my mom & dad's best friends. Over the course of the summer I'd make around $300. In 1990 my parents bought a 1972 Pontiac Ventura II from my great uncle for $500. It had 42,000 miles on it and ran like a dream. That summer I forfeited my baby sitting earnings in exchange for that car. My first ride

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There were a lot of things about my mother that I didn't like. She walked around the house naked when I was a kid. Totally traumatized me. Seriously. She spent more time watching Falcon Crest, Dynasty and Dallas than being a mom.. to me at least.. by the time my siblings were born those shows had faded out so they got a little more parental interaction than I did. She smoked. I hated that she

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So, I've not blogged much in the last year, even less so since my mom passed away in February and I'm beginning to see that falling away from this particular outlet may not have been the best thing for my mental and emotional stability. Blogging is cathartic for me. It's the way I 'get out' all the stuff I'm holding in and trying - but usually failing - to deal with. And the past year has been

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When I was much younger - in my late teens and early twenties I was not very good at managing money. It's not something my parents spent any time teaching us about other than the constant reiteration of how broke we were - which was at times confusing because we were only broke if us kids wanted to do something. If the 'rents were up for entertainment fundage somehow magically appeared. I

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So if you haven't seen the news tonight you will undoubtably see it soon enough and learn that Osama Bin Laden has been killed and his body is in US custody. And while someone being killed is most definitely not the topic I'd planned on talking about upon returning to blogging so soon after my mother's death - I think that maybe somewhere in this is a lesson - and perhaps a little healing......

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Saturday February 5, 2011 at around 1:15am my phone rang. It was my sister Theresa calling to tell me our mother had just passed away. I'd gone to see her the prior Saturday and she looked good. We sat out on the porch at my sister's house for a few hours talking, enjoying the nice weather. I had planned to go see her again the following Saturday, but Theresa called me Thursday morning and

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Oh wait - It's February... make that 28 days. It's been almost two years since I've signed up for a Nablopomo. Nablo huh? National Blog Posting Month. To explain what that is exactly I'll borrow a snippet from their webpage. Welcome to National Blog Posting Month! National Blog Posting Month is the epicenter of daily blogging! People who want to set the habit of blogging by doing it every

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Or 'How cigarettes are destroying my family'. In a previous post I wrote about my mom's diagnosis with small cell lung cancer. In this post I'm going to share the less than pleasant experience I had as a result of a photo I posted on Facebook. If you've followed my blog for any period of time then you'll know that while my heart is a big as Texas I am very outspoken and stand up for what I

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Except from my and Matthew's 'The Knot' Wedding Page When Matthew instant messaged Mollie on OKcupid.com Saturday September 28th 2008 at 2:40pm she checked his profile and thought "Cute... but kind of nerdy". September, 28, 2008 (2:40:43 pm)Ranger_1:hi. how's it going? :-) (2:44:52 pm)Dmplgrl1124:hmm not sure if this thing is working or not (2:44:56 pm)Dmplgrl1124:ah there it goes (2:45:03

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