Are you feeling divine?

It’s the weekend Travellers,

And I have forgiveness on the brain…

Getting divorced really stirs everything up. I find in the last few months, as I think anyone would, I am recounting so many memories in my head and words that were said. And it hurts and I’m trying to figure out what to do with all of it. I don’t want to carry it’s weight through my life. I can’t.

I’ve always believed forgiveness was something like empathy, we were born with this skill, and for some reason we choose to not flex that muscle. That’s where I am this morning, sorting thru my insides… I wonder how long this will all take, how many mental suitcases am I going to repack before it’s done…

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No one expects The Spanish Inquisition

 

Buonasera Travellers,

Part 3, Pussy on the Road (if you are new here, this is a honorary one reference to Mopsy not my lady parts…just FYI…when confused, try going back to the start…)

I left Tucumcari on Sunday morning to drive to my Dad’s in Rio Rancho, which is on the fringes of Albuquerque, New Mexico. Let me say how internally discombobulated a person feels when they are driving to see their Dad who they haven’t in 11 years. Having a less than fully functional relationship with any parent leaves a distinct kind of crater in our souls. By equal measure, I can’t speculate what it’s like to be the parent in a situation like this.

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