Upon Further Reflection

Over the past few months, I have spent some time on the concept of discernment.  Done right- it is exhausting.  Exhausting!  Exhausting. Remember that line in the movie, Yia Yia Sisterhood when Vivi says, " I take a problem and  chew  on it 'til all the  flavors  gone, and then stick it in my hair."  That.   My spiritual advisor said that discerning is like sifting.  You sift everything out until it's all sorted.  If you don't come out with a decision you start again, sometimes using a different filter to see what's left at the end. I digress.  I'm Catholic so the Holy Trinity is alive and well in my prayer life.  I see the Father as the authority figure, the all wise, all knowing, ride or die ( “Ride or Die:  The highest level of loyalty you’ll ever find in a person).  With my latest discerning issue, God and I are at odds.  I am asking for direction and answers and boy it's not coming through.  ...

  Welll....here's some things to think about....unless you could care less... Will Smith is a very popular actor. Will Smith talks about good behavior. Will Smith is a role model. And......forgive me for pointing it out in a racially charged climate. Will Smith is black. I absolutely believe and am fully aware of white privilege. I am firmly on board with this concept. As a white person, I don't feel it or understand it as deeply as I should/could but I am very open to it. I don't know what has happened to Will. I do think that given another moment in time, he would not have responded that way. I don't know what kind of abuse/words/taunting he was exposed to this past week/month/year. I don't know what happened within his family just today. I think his behavior was absolutely unacceptable. He could have stood up and "Yo Chris. That is not cool. Don't talk about my wife like that!" I would have respected that a lot more. I'm a direct perso...

  Celebrating, Wondering Venting Until Further Notice, Celebrate Everything With A Little Bit of Salt Married to A Greek   These are my past blogs.     I had my 3 rd Act in jobs, fully unexpected.   I am retiring.   My last day is April 3 and I have an adventure on April 4.   The teen who I used to call El Nino while my husband’s family called him Little Prince is only with us a couple more years before he “launches” …..I’ve been feeling like I’m missing life so I’m leaving a job I loved and I’m launching.   But I have a lot to say.   I have a lot to unpack.   Anytime I am in grief or stess, I wake up between 3:15-4:30.   Today I woke up at 4:30 so hoping that inches closer to 6- OH wait…I went to sleep at 1:30.   Forget it…fake hope.   I don’t know what to call this blog.   The above are past moods.     “and even though” “season it well” “push the pause button” ...