Creative Meanderings

My ramblings and wanderings through life

  • I knew nothing about this person other than what I saw on TV when he was part of The Ellen Show or from his social media account dancing with his wife and family showing nothing but smiles on their faces. As many posts online state, one never truly knows what is going on the inside of someone’s mind and heart. So, it is with sadness that I read/discovered that this person I recognized…

  • While I was home I came to a realization that surprised me. I’m tired of ‘changing’ or trying to do so. Obviously, the core person I am is the same – and likely always will be. However, I constantly believe that I need to ‘better’ myself. Whether that is through what I eat, how I exercise, my mental state, my spirituality. Instead of trying to change others, I have always been introspective believing…

  • While I was home I had an interesting conversation on the idea of what it means to be ‘selfish’ and if anyone can truly be considered ‘self-less’ or ‘altruistic’. A deeper discussion on this might come in a later post, but for the moment, I want to discuss words and their meanings. First of all, for me, words are just words. A word, in and of itself, is neither completely positive nor absolutely…

  • It has been nearly a week already since I returned home to Italy. The time has passed so quickly as I’ve been trying to adjust back to life with socializing, routines, priorities, and the like. Unfortunately, my lack of consistent sleep has been defining much of my productivity – or lack thereof. So, my priority for the next few nights is to sleep with the help of Valerian Root, which is a herbal…

  • It’s been less than a week since being back on American soil and visiting home. It is so nice to be amongst those with whom I am most comfortable and those who know me best. Even though I have not been home to visit for five years, it has felt as if I haven’t been gone that long. At the same time, I feel as if I have always been gone. I know……

  • Every now and then, I return to previous thoughts. This one is one of them, but perhaps from a different perspective point. There is a line in one of my favorite movies that I often consider relatable on many levels to my own way of thinking and place in this world.  Jo says “I love our home, but I’m just so fitful and I can’t stand being here! … There’s just something really…

  • When we are above the cloudsThe sun shines and the sea of white Rolls to eternity  The soft pillows of fluff lay the groundFor the angels to roam and play It is a small piece of heaven that We can touch  In a plane In our dreams Inevitably we must descend The puffs stretch into wisps Then turbulence hitsAs our view becomes blocked We are blinded into a fogNo end can be seen We can only bounce aroundBumping along waiting…

  • **This is the original part of the post that somehow didn’t get published…** Since the finalization of the election results (before the January 6th formalities), I have had this countdown on my home tab of my browser. Each day there is a saying to consider philosophically along with a beautiful picture. Most of the time, I take for granted the phrases and just pause to take in the image as I go about…

  • The other day one of our friends told me as I was recounting our movements for the next few weeks that we were living a peripatetic lifestyle. I had never heard this word before, so they explained it to me. It’s true. Beyond just our travels, we tend to live this kind of life because neither of us are cut out for “settling down” somewhere. I blame my early formative years on having…

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