Hiking Trip: Part one-Into the Woods
Remember how I said this would be a good thing for me? Well, who wouldn’t want to get away “off the grid” for a few days? It totally was a wonderful experience and a chance to spend quality time with my son and his best friend. They have trail names, Rambo and Bucko. I will be happy to just call them, my fellas. They sure did take good care of me. No matter how prepared we think we are for such a calling as a wilderness experience, we really can’t be. I thought I was
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The Journal Of Kim Smith
Well, I am going to have to start sharing my journal with you soon, friends. I am getting out in the world and trying new things. This week: hiking with my son. Yes, this is a great idea. No, this may not be a good thing for me. Yes, I am invested in this plan. No, I am not sure about what I am doing. Yes, I will keep you posted. Hence, the title of my post today. I write in a journal every day pretty much. Even when I am not posting in here, I am posting in my
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What I have learned about the darkness
Facing our fear of the darkness Still reading a couple of good books. I always try to read in spurts and digest the consumed section. This is not news to anyone who reads non-fiction and how-to. You have to think about the writer’s words. Really ponder them. Eat those words, and experience them. Well, so, FEAR by Thich Nhat Hanh has such great things to share. He talks about how we are consumed with fear from the womb. We are safe within the confines of our watery cocoon. There is darkness, but we don’t mind. Once we are born, we
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Memorize and relive
Life happens, begins a popular commercial. And indeed, it does. For some, life is happening too intensely, too gravelly to travel the road unaided. That’s me. I am leaning on all of my resources as I pick my way along this particular and oftentimes difficult road. But it is not without it’s laughter, too. Just the other night as I was struggling with something simple, my hubby got tickled about my attempt and began chuckling, and when I asked him what was so funny, he burst out laughing. That man laughed until tears of mirth appeared. I do not remember
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Stuffitis Anonymous
On reducing stuffitis: “Immaculate and modest living are the planes on which we can rise over our established life and its temporary existence.” KIM SMITH It has been quite a while since I posted about my lifestyle reboot. It’s because it has been put on hold for some time. First, winter prevented my getting much done, and then my hubby’s illness took front stage. But that desire to turn this bird (that I call life) around has recently begun to plague me once again. Why, you ask? Well, it’s simple really. A basic minimum of belongings is freeing. I once
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