Post 6 – Attraction to Others
When I told Myles I was meeting Seth for lunch, I couldn’t help but feel like I was hiding something. Why? I tried to reason with myself… Yes… I felt attraction toward Seth. We had a brief history of friendship. I was infatuated with him during that friendship. We...
Post 5 – Art in the Park, Part 2
Several people stopped by my booth to look at my art, unfortunately, sales were insignificant. It was pleasing to hear so many positive comments about my paintings. Yet, with so few sales, I wondered if people were simply being nice. Did they really think my art was beautiful and...
Post 4 – Seth
When I first met Seth, several years ago, I was attracted to him instantly. His golden blond hair, strong physical built and shy demeanour would win any girl over. I was married a couple of years to Myles, and things were going really well. Myles and I went out...
Post 3 – Art in the park, Part 1
I participated in a few art shows in the last few months. I sold some paintings, but not many. After so much hard work with little results I was beginning to think that my work was perhaps overpriced. Speaking with other artists at art shows, who have been in...
Post 2 – Who are you?
This is where I introduce myself. I do so by completely knocking down one of the most common questions posed in society when people are first introduced to each other: “What do you do?” The question “What do you do?” is perhaps the most detrimental to our identity. This...
Post 1 – The Demon of Mid-day
Midlife. Welcome! Turning 40 was not too difficult for me to accept. I didn’t feel old and I didn’t look old, so it wasn’t a problem. I think I was more panic-stricken when I turned 25, which in retrospect makes no sense at all! How could anyone feel old...
1 – The Beginning
Life can follow a certain path for many years, until change occurs. Resistance is often accompanied with change, especially when suffering is involved. Our automatic response is to resist any kind of misery or hardship. But, as Carl Jung taught us, “What we resist persists”. It took me a...