Sunday, August 7, 2011

Inspire Me Sunday

The spiritual life is not just an interesting religious idea, or a hoped-for berth in heaven. The spiritual life has earthly dimension--it is life that you can taste, and smell, and touch, and see, and hear. It is reality.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Writing on Thursday

Blogger: RAWR!

Friends, I have been floating around and reading blogs and trying to catch up with you all. Commenting, though, is proving muy difficult. This frustrates me, because I like to leave a note and let you know I've been by. This frustrates me, because it ruins my mood for visiting in blogland.

Blogger is not remembering my ID. It wants me to sign in each time I try to post a comment. But I do, and then still, it insists I'm "anonymous." Just when I think, Okay, I'll post this way and clarify who I am within the comment, I am asked to sign in again. It is a vicious, vicious circle, and my comments won't publish.

I guess all this to say I'm still here, I'm still out and about, so know that I visit and I read, even if I can't always let you know I've done so.

Is anyone else having issues like this? Any ideas how to fix the whole deal?

MY TIP TO BLOGGERS: Place your e-mail address somewhere on the main page of your blog. Readers need a way to reach you should there be trouble with the commenting system.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Keep It Real Tuesday

About Mean People

I have many good people in my life. So many. I can't even count. They're online, and also in real-life, a true, authentic support team of friends and family.

These people lift me up. They see my worth. I am enough just this way that I am. Because of who I am.

And so the things they say and the things they think and do will hold more weight with me than what comes to me from others.

This means there is no room in my life--especially right now, but from here on out--for those who will talk about me with no truth in their mouths. For those who will judge my character. For those who will take advantage of a woman's feelings or vulnerability, and make like they're sincere when they're anything but.

This is me saying, How dare you?

And this is me saying, Shame on you.

This is me saying, I will not give control over my feelings to those who don't deserve it.

Capiche?

I thought so.