Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Don’t Let Me Be Those Women

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Every time I sit down to do a writing exercise like this, I find myself always reflecting on myself. Usually it’s the physical self but sometimes it’s the emotional and/or mental self. It’s not that I’m self-centered. I think that it’s simply taking five minutes out of my week to let my brain go and […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Feeling Good is Looking Good

SOC Sunday 2015

If you happened to see any of my Instagram stream over the past week, you’ll know I had a heavy week of travel. But I’m not complaining. Although technically, it was “work,” I’d take the time I spent recently in California over any day in the office. This post will give you a little more […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: The Sisterhood of Motherhood

SOC Sunday 2015

Truth be told, I usually write these posts on Saturday night so I’m prepared for the link up on Sunday morning. I do keep telling myself that I should write my 5 minutes when the mood strikes and just save it to post on Sunday. Instead, I scrambled out of a near slumber to get […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Breaking my own rules

SOC Sunday 2015

It’s Sunday and whether or not you attend some sort of worship service, I think Sunday is the ideal time for quiet reflection and a time to release a lot of what’s jumbled up inside our heads. Sometimes it’s a release. Sometimes it provides clarity. And sometimes, like this morning for me, it’s simply therapeutic. […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: What’s a gallbladder for anyway?

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In case you missed it last Sunday, I decided to resurrect my stream of consciousness series on Sunday mornings. I started it a few years ago and then turned it over to someone else who isn’t doing it anymore. I don’t know if I needed permission to take it back but I decided I needed […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Indulgence and Deprivation

SOC Sunday 2015

Yes, it’s back. It’s Stream of Consciousness Sunday. Two things I’ve been missing in blogging lately: the ability to freely write and the sense of community. I had both of those when I hosted my weekly link-up, Stream of Consciousness Sunday. For those of you that have participated, starting next week, I’m bringing the link-up […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Created in My Own Image

Now I know why people loved Stream of Consciousness Sunday. I get so caught up in programs and sponsored posts and reviews and work that sometimes I want to just write. And sometimes, the words just don’t come. With Jana’s SOC Sunday, I get a quick prompt and 5 minutes to just type whatever comes out […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Helpless

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I feel far away from writing sometimes. Like really writing. I have lots to write about. Cool trips, cool products. But when writing becomes too obligatory, it loses it sparkle and meaning. So I’ve been heading back to Jana’s Thinking Place to check on her Stream of Consciousness Sunday prompts. When I originally started the […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: What I don’t understand

All this week, I was thinking that it might be time for a 5 minute brain dump. And as you probably know, Sunday is the best time to do it. When I turned over the reins of Stream of Consciousness Sunday to Jana, I hoped to be able to still participate from time to time. […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: It’s my brain and I’ll do what I like

Poor Jana over at Jana’s Thinking Place is so sick that she could barely take time to write a prompt for today’s Stream of Consciousness Sunday. It’s okay, though, because I had my own thoughts brewing that I simply needed to get out. Here’s 5 minutes, unedited, from my brain this morning. *** I hate writing […]

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: I just keep missing the boat

In case you haven’t heard, Stream of Consciousness Sunday no longer belongs to me. I turned the reins over to my friend Jana at Jana’s Thinking Place. But I’m still happy to stop over when I can and participate in a much needed brain dump. Jana’s prompt this week? Dreams. — One think I’m really […]