My mind is preoccupied with past thoughts.
1-8-2024
I just had two days of classes for seminary. My classmates are beginning to share stories of their lives. I came away from this weekend realizing that based on how people look, … continue reading
I just had two days of classes for seminary. My classmates are beginning to share stories of their lives. I came away from this weekend realizing that based on how people look, … continue reading
Happy Sunday!
This month in seminary we studied Buddhism. This post is a portion of my monthly reflection paper I wrote on my experiences.
As part of our Seminary requirements, we students are to visit a sacred site or attend … continue reading
A pantoum poem by: Tricia Bates Smith, 1-7-2023
I hear you, fear. I am the one who keeps you small. So that you are safe and at home. You asked for ease.
I am the one who keeps you small.… continue reading
“Can I suspend my own ideas about everything for long enough to allow the light of what they really are peak out from behind the clouds I have covered them with?” ~ Hollie Holden… continue reading
The thing upsetting me today is a weather forecast this upcoming week which could bring flooding. There is a history of flooding on my property which has been … continue reading
I can’t think of anything I am upset about this morning. The big stresses of the holidays are over. Family is good. Seminary work is on track. Do I bring … continue reading
A poem by Tricia Bates Smith, 1-4-2024
I’m noticing something about change. New understanding has meant letting go of what I thought was real and true.
I stumble. I hide … better to be home alone.
Self-confidence is shattered. I… continue reading
A poem by Tricia Bates Smith, 1-4-2024
Did I say enough? Could I have done more? Was I appreciated?
Topics of hatred, suffering and uncontrolled war. A past me would have thrown out solutions. Now … I don’t know.
Next,… continue reading
I did the exercise. Thoughts came up and I said to them that they don’t mean anything.
My thoughts don’t mean anything?!
Most of my thoughts are my ‘to do’ list and ways … continue reading
My cat Earl, I love him. He sleeps beside me every night. And, in the morning tucks himself under my left arm. As a kitten, every morning he would … continue reading