As I lay awake last night doing my breathing exercises, I realized I felt beautiful. Now I must stress the point that I am NOT saying I feel I am beautiful – two very different things! My looks have always Read more
It was a perfect day today, ending with me sitting in my hammock under a sun dappled sky to write in my journal. The last few days have been worrisome because I have been running low on food. I feel Read more
I dreamt this morning someone wanted to buy all of my original artwork. What a great feeling to imagine someone was so interested in my art! Patrick was kind of background noise in the dream, telling me not to accept Read more
April 18, 2020 saturday I felt depressed in my new found isolation the first night. Finding myself with no distractions, save my art or beading, I felt very alone. Being alone and not being able to contact people you know Read more
It has been 3 weeks of no outside communication with the exception of a few visits from Charles, my friend here. This morning Susi’s husband delivered a charging cable for me to use, a nice surprise. But now that I’m Read more
This will be my last post until further notice. As I mentioned in a previous post my charging cable is broken with no possibility of fixing it so I cannot charge my devices. Up until an hour ago I was Read more
If we only focus on the tragedy, we lose sight of the many good and positive things that are happening. Yesterday, because I have worried I may never be able to get out of quarantine, I began the search for Read more
There’s not really too much to add to this post as the video explains itself I think. I found it by accident and was curious because I though it might help me with my anxiety attacks. And it does…..apparently. In Read more
Last night on April 13, 2020 just before midnight, I realized I was no longer afraid, the feelings of panic were no more. I slept through the night without being afraid. Waking up this morning after a significant dream, I Read more
“…..I cultivate a white rose for the true friend who offers his hand in friendship. And for the cruel one, who tears out the heart by which I live, I cultivate neither thorns nor bitter leaves. I cultivate a white Read more