Fairytales from Pixieland

Sometimes we meet people that we know we are going to have further contact with. There's a spark of some kind that let's us know we will be involved in something bigger. Something that will be keeping us busy for a long time together. A sensitive may know this upon sight. People who aren't sensitives, may not know this and may even fight everything about it, either in full denial of the whole thing or not wanting to believe it. Snowflakes are different and special. People are too. I met one of these people a while back. About a year ago our paths crossed in a rather nonspectacular way. The second time our paths crossed, There were things I knew about them before a single word had been spoken. Since then our paths have crossed several more times. I have seen them at least once a week and we have discussed things concerning the circumstances under which our paths crossed, potential business opportunities and things on semi-personal levels. We skimmed the surface of discus...

Every so often my father sends me a message from beyond. In a strange sort of way, I find myself closer to him more and more lately. He died a 6 years ago and while we spoke often, my perspective was that we weren't as close as some other fathers and daughters are. My sister wasn't close to him either. In fact I think their relationship was pretty fractious at best. Years ago my father had brought home an acorn. He had found it while out walking between buildings at work. I planted it and a small oak tree had begun to grow. I nurtured my small oak and had every intention of watching it grow and seeing it to maturity. In the process of cutting ties with a toxic person in my life, my tiny oak was lost. I've thought about it now and then, but never at any great length. Yesterday my best friend and I traveled out of town to another city. While we were there we went to a few of their favorite haunts. One place we stopped was at a small corner of the lake. It was a rather qu...

Recently I had a long overdue chat with a friend of mine. We haven't spoken in a while, since life tends to get in the way and time slips by on us. So early one morning with a fresh cup of coffee in my hand, I rang her up on the telle and we dished out on all of the latest things happening in each others lives. How refreshing and energizing. We were both quite chuffed with the chance to speak and find out how things are going so devinely for us both. One thing we both agreed on was that there was a sense of overall 'lightness' in the air. We both had found our own sense of freedom in doing things we had always wanted too and for a change, being able to relish in the excitement. "You just Sound so much happier lately. I can hear it in your voice." Her words. I acquired a new flat mate after kicking my long time other half to the curb. The new one is working out well enough so far. Its a platonic relationship and has been for some time. We had his family over ...

Many of us have been raised Not To Quit. "Nobody likes a Quitter" We've all heard the saying at some point in our lives and there is truth to that. That's because quitting is often associated with cowards and usually seen as a weakess. Some people quit before they ever even start. My brother was a perfect example of that- letting things go until what was a small job became a lot of work. "I just don't know where to start..." so he didn't. People would help him out of sympathy until they figured out it was all a ploy on his part to get out of doing anything. When that happened, he moved on to the next person. But there are times when it takes courage to quit. Times when we need to put things down and walk away. It is okay to quit. Sometimes quitting is the best thing you can do. When you no longer engage in the argument, quit being the 'punching bag' in a relationshit- be it verbal or literal, no longer allow yourself to be treated like a ...

I ask myself this question all. the. damned. time. Now what? I wanted to do this and I did. Now what? You wanted to go there. Been there, done that. Now what? You reached this _____ age in life- Now what? Lately I find myself asking this of other people too. Same thing. Like it's standard procedure or something??? You wanted to do this and you did. Now what? You wanted to go there and you did. Now what? You reached this _____ age in life- Now what? Lately I find myself asking it for other reasons. Sadly this seems like it is becoming standard procedure too. You didn't get your way? Now what? You threw an epic tantrum. M'kay... Now what? Oh, you're mad because you truly look like an ass. Got it. Now what? Everything is my fault now? Awesome. Now what? You expect me to be a two faced, back stabbing wretch? Sorry. Can't help you there. Now what? You're mad at me because I'm not playing along.... Whatever. Now what? You wanted to be left alone, so ...

I recently seen a post on another blog where the woman was resolving to save money this year. It had a chart for a 52 week savings plan. Week 1 you save $1, week 2 you put away $2 and so on. At the end you have $1378, not including any interest. Not a bad haul for adding $1 a week to what you're saving. I have also heard a few other tips on saving money. Pay for everything with paper money. Dump the change in a bowl, jar, container of some sort and watch how quickly it adds up. Or figure on saving one hour pay per day. If you make $15 per hour multiply it by 5 days a week that you work and you have $75 to sock away. Aren't you worth paying yourself each day for one hour of your work day? I know many of us are worth far and away more than what we're paid, but you get the idea. I have also heard of giving yourself an allowance. You get $XX a paycheck to blow on whatever you want. It's cash so not traceable and you cannot go over. The rest goes in savings if t...

I hope everyone had a happy holiday season. Somehow it just doesn't seem like it should happen so fast and be over already, but here we are almost half way thru the first month of the new year. Damn, that was quick. Over the holidays one of my dear friends had issues with their relatives. The relatives thought they would get the upper hand and 'show them' by not giving my friend or their kids any gifts. The relative thought this would reflect to my friend how childish they were being towards the relative. Below is a note my friend sent to the relatives. "I don't want anything from you that comes with a price. My love isn't to be bought. The kids are fine and didn't notice your family didn't get them anything. They already have plenty, so there's no worries there. Besides relative, you have given them things in the past only to take it away and throw it out. This year you have merely saved yourself the time, energy and hassle of finding gif...

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.

Slipping away in the night, Innocence gone in the dark, The flames of passion lit, Fire from a spark. No one was around, To know what we had done, The only one who ever knew, The elusive man in the moon. Never a regret, Nothing done wrong, It wasn't long until, You had to move on. Now you come and go, On the slightest of a breeze, Whenever you're here, It brings me to my knees. I'm glad to have you back, While praying that you'll stay, Knowing that you're leaving, A little closer every day. Not knowing when, You'll be at my door, Asking for my heart again, That I can't give to you anymore. You're passing thru my life, But I feel you slipping away, There's no telling where you are, On any given day. Before we know it, Time has gone by, You're out of reach, Neither of us knows why. May feelings never fade, Memories always last, Love as deep and strongly Passions remain intact. Life goes on li...

Some of the most incredible people, say amazing things. Sometimes it is unexpected and often when you need to hear it the most. What makes these things even more amazing and the people even more incredible for saying them- they usually don't think anything of it. The words just roll off their tongue without a second thought about the size of the impact they are about to make. "It's what you do in love, it's a giant leap of faith."

Or at least unchallenged. Why is it that we live in a world where personal accountability is so far down on the checklist of moral responsibilities and obligations as to be forgotten? Certainly this isn't so with all human beings, I am privileged to know many people who do not suffer from this character deficit. I am also related in some manner or another to many who do. I don't often waste time, breath, or type, with this age old question but today I am annoyed. I am almost tempted to start posting pictures of my cats and grandchildren, maybe even a signature picture of me in one of my beautifully appliqued sweatshirts. Christmas in July anyone? I am not like Taylor Swift in that, everything I write is not generated by personally experienced angst. Believe it, or not, I am old enough to be able to look about me and draw from the experience of others, in place of, or in addition to, the drama that sometimes passes for my life. And here I thought I was unique, in my writing ...

The other day there was a discussion of religion that I was a part of. There were many aspects of what each one had as their beliefs in relation to their path that is followed and after a while, the question circulated - What are you? When it came around for me to answer, I replied, "I'm a lot of things, but mostly I'm just me." Everyone had a chuckle over that and clearly it said, I choose not to discuss this with any of you right now. For some people, their beliefs and spirituality is personal. It might enlist a lengthy list of questions. Although it can cerfainly be a teaching moment, sometimes I just don't feel like being the teacher as I am unwillingly placed in the spotlight.

"Shine on me, sunshine.  Rain on me, rain.  Fall softly, dewdrops.  And cool my brow again.  Storm, blow me from here.  With your fiercest wind.  Let me float across the sky. 'Til I can rest again.  Fall gently, snowflakes.  Cover me with white, cold icy kisses and let me rest tonight" Maya Angelou. xxx Reading this while listening to " Swimming Home " by Evanescence, a hauntingly beautiful song, that it turns out is actually about death.  To describe it in one word, is simply and truly- Beautiful. I have only ever experienced a very small number, very, very few things in life, that described in one word are just that-  Beautiful . In her last tweet on Friday, she said- "Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God." What an amazing and inspiring woman. RIP Dr. Maya Angelou  

Things were said, things were done, Without a second thought, you cast that stone, Sinking deeper Not trying to swim, Not giving up, Not giving in. Can't go forward, Can't stop, turnaround, Welcome to the dark parts, Now that you're underground. You hit the bottle, And the truth comes out, Speaking your mind, Leaving no room for doubt. All of you fears, Ghosts from the past, Can't get away from them, You're in their grasp. I retreated, I pulled back, I'm not about to, Get caught up in that. Can't go forward, Can't stop, turnaround, Welcome to the dark parts, Now that you're underground. I keep my distance, Guard my heart, You may never make it in, To the deepest parts. Skeletons in the closet, Don't open that door, Bones will spill out, All over the floor. Hush keep quiet, The Reaper's on his way, If he slips on by, You'll live another day. Can't go forward, Can't stop, tur...

That's the sound of someone hitting their head against the wall. It's not a sound I ever choose to make, at least not with my own head. No, no. If it's going to be someone's head banging against the wall, I would rather it be theirs, not mine. If someone else chooses to bang their head against the wall- Who am I to stop them? Unless it is a friend of mine of course. Then yes, I will step in and shove a pillow in their way to lessen the blow. Everyone has, at some time or another, faced challenges in life that make us feel like we are banging our head against a proverbial wall. We do what we are told and are still chastised for it. We try to accomplish something and repeatedly fail, sometimes we are even set up to fail before we even begin. Then there is the game of- waste your breath. I have seen this game played more times then I would like to count. Waste your breath often starts with a question. The person asking the question, usually has an answer already in min...

I read a quote today in the comments on a story online. The person who posted it gave credit where it is due. It's by William W. Purkey - "You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth." Sometimes I can dance like nobody is watching. It's usually because nobody is. I checked or else I locked the door. Ha!  Love like you'll never be hurt. Sometimes this can be tough. I have loved people in my life though, because of or sometimes even in spite of their shortcomings. Their problems are not necessarily mine, but I can be understanding, sympathetic, listen, give them an objective opinion if asked, guidance and support them in their decisions. Sing like there's nobody listening.  I do it a lot. In the car especially. Windows up, windows down- it doesn't matter. I sing it loud and proud. I let my inner voice be heard no matt...