Fairytales from Pixieland

Over the past few months, I have gotten a chance to learn some things about someone I thought I knew. I wasn't intending to go down this road, but I'm on it and this is where it has led me. I thought I knew this person pretty well. Things they liked, things they didn't and how they viewed the world around them. I will admit to being wrong on several accounts here. I am not disappointed in being wrong, nor am I saddened by it. Theirs is not my cross to bear. There are some things I have been pretty close on. Some things that others have pointed out over the years that have been spot on as well. And as things came hurtling in my direction from them as a personal attack on me? Instead of meeting them halfway and engaging in the shouting match and ensuing argument they expected? I let them run with it. I remained quiet and let them have their say. I dare say, they thought they were so right. They thought I was everything they had just pointed out to me. In their eyes I am

I keep getting an email in my inbox that has been circulating the web for a very long time. It describes women and how they are supportive, caring and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I get it. We are. We are or can be all of that, all of those things at one time or another in our lives. At the end it says the one weakness women have is they don't often realize how much they are worth. I get that part too. We often put others before ourselves. Take care of everything else before taking care of our own needs. It happens a lot, not just in my own life, but in the lives of many others as well. Sometimes we will listen to others who say negative things and put us down. They are not only trying to wipe out our self esteem, but destroy our sense of self worth in the process too. This is also not just a one way street. Men and women of all ages do it to each other every day. It's a pretty fair playing field in that respect. Disgusting, but fair. It's kind of strange though, ho

The title of this is a rather metaphoric phrase. Lately I have come to realize that I am essentially walking thru fire. There has been a lot of drama and turmoil in my life lately. Adding to it, the fact that it has all been created by others, makes it all the more difficult to find clarity at times, getting thru the smoke. There have been days where the key players do nothing but argue. Tearing at each other with no remorse, no apologies, no concern for the carnage they cause or the wake of destruction they leave behind. No, their focus is on the outcome best for them and nothing more. They triangulate their arguments, but they don't include me in any of it. Which is just fine I must say, because I choose not to engage. I've dealt with my share of insanity in life and I don't anymore. I have been over everything that has led us to this point, over and over and over again. I have Nothing. I have no issue with taking my licks when they are justly deserved, claiming MY

Pray for your enemy, for you'll never enter the Kingdom of Heaven with hatred in your heart I seen this in the comments on a post about a black police officer helping an older white man out of the heat at a KKK rally. Many were commenting that this officer was 'only doing his job' and what if it was a white officer helping a black man? Would it still be news??? Some of the other comments questioned if the white man may change his outlook and views? That is up to him. I'm glad that at least the description of what is seen is not lost. Many times over we hear of people spewing lies and deceit, putting their own spin on things to fit their agenda. In cases like that, what is actually happening in real life, at that moment... is twisted and distorted for their own sense of gain. I have prayed for people I may not like or trust. I pray for them often as theirs is a world I choose not to be a part of. While I have prayed for them, I do not request, nor do I expect that

It's been a while since I have posted and I apologize for the time in between what I've posted recently. Having been traveling with my career, many times I'm exhausted when my head hits the pillow at night. I'll try to do better this year. Pixie Promise.