We're all made of the same stuff

We're all made of the same stuff
My little girl!!

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Day 82 Story

Stories have been around since the grunting and groaning times I hear.  So I declare stories are stories, they are not good or bad they are a way that we can learn.  That is now Buddha pass down the teachings of all the Buddhas before them.  I do not know what I say.  I started to design my poster or my brochure or my book, or booklet.  I have a very clean design in mind.  I have a design that can be seen and recognized from.  I do not know what I say.   I keep saying that.  Good night and I have to work for a really really long time tomorrow but I have had 2 whole days off that were surprises.  And now that is awesome.     Love me  I am going to go listen to a story called Money Ball.  Tell me good luck.  OK...thanks....

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Day 81 How?

How did I loose so many days?  I thought I was keeping track of all the days.   Well, surprise snow day and it was fun.  Just quiet and catching up on magazines etc.  hubby, cooper andme. stayed warm, ate, snuggled. everything you do on snow days.   Cooper loves the snow......No electricity for over 10 hours and that was even awesomer.  Love me

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

75 Fearless

I am doing this for the world not for me.  I am doing this to move the energy from fear to love.  I am doing this for compassion, fun, light and love.  Thank you universe for this challenge, no for this opportunity.  I better practice my routine...love me...

Monday, March 19, 2012

Day 75 What?

That is what I say What?  I am having trouble sleeping because life is so great.  I paint and finished my picture, I sang, started a new song late last night.  Anyway this is awesome.  I am watching the voice and dancing with the stars.   trying to keep up with both.  I have a performance  tomorrow and people are coming and I really don't want to get nervous.  How can I   I had wonderful moments during the day of connection like nothing else.  I did that last night with my singing also.  A new place to go to create.  I want more of that.  More of me. More of me.  Yes,  Tomorrow I just haves to have fun and not worry about being funny.  Just be myself.  I don't care if I forget something.  I really don't want to forget my parts though,  I won't.  I will keep on going. Yeah

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Day 74 Intimate




Being intimate with oneself.  Am I being self indulgent or focusing on what I love.  Here is the cover for my children s book We're all made of the Same Stuff.  It is a song I wrote and now it is a sketch coloring book with the lyrics.  Thank you wise universe that is bigger than me.  I don't know where I came up with the idea and I went through fear to paint this.  Maybe some of the fear is the size of this picture it is my largest one to date.  And it cost a lot to buy the canvas and I was scared that I would just screw it up.  It is in the making and I like taking a picture of it and not seeing all the goofs that I made.  But I did it.  I a seeing how I stop myself by thinking I am taking care of myself.  All the meditation and wather and quiet time.  I am not out spreading my energy everywhere.  do I have to do that to get what I want.  Do I know what I want.  My soul is loving the creating and my body and mind have been stopping be out of fear.  Fear of letting my light shine.  Fear of being happy more that a moment.  Because I could die when I get too happy.  What a hoot.  Speaking of hoot I have to practice my comic set for Tuesday.  I am so grateful and feel good about getting this done and going past the fear.  I love it...thank you.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

dAY 73 STUFFING

stuffing my stomache.  Don't really want to but I am.  Something I am hungry for and I don't know what it is.  Want a drink, want to be comforted, self medicated, something.  Can't really put a name on it.  I now have to stop all of this eating.  Please help me to figure out what I am hungry for.  I am not motivated.  I just want to go to bed.  I don't pick up my guitar, I don't paint, or write.  Was I overwhelmed.  I did practice my comedy scene.  I hurt fell and hurt my rib cage.  It hurt.  I will live and I am glad.  OK let us get something together.
love m

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Day 72 Late

Home late from work.  Do you care?  I want to write what you would care about.  Who will you meet today that will change your life?  I am taking a look at my life and how I do things.  I have more that 20 things going on and if I just focused on one thing just think How awesome that could be.  So what about you?  Well, it is late and I am going to stop this conversation on here but I will keep it up in life.