Author: SereneNSassySoul

As I drove in this evening, the sky appeared as tumultuous as I’ve felt today; we’re usually in sync… It was dark, stormy looking, bright in some areas and difficult to read what may have been stirring in the clouds. At one point the Sun, as powerful as it is looked as if it was being overpowered by the clouds. Some of the clouds had sharp edges and some were super thick as if about to burst open releasing an amount of water we could never prepare ourselves for. Many of the clouds resembled mountains, bluish-white in appearance making me think of and miss home… After feeling as if I was riding waves most of this New Day, unsure of what I was processing within, I finally felt at peace as I gazed at the sky. In this instance I understood that I am never alone. The sky often mirrors my grief, my joy, my chaos… During periods of grief, chaos it storms and as the rain and vibrations from the thunder and lightning cleanse …

Love Rekindled

Writing was becoming tedious and downright undesirable, albeit my first love, our relationship was floundering with no reconciliation in sight. Writing was always therapeutic for me and allowed me to communicate much more efficiently than I’ve ever been able to do verbally. People who could not really relate to me when we spoke, could somehow understand the meaning behind my jumbled verbal communication after reading my words. Truthfully, I write what my heart and spirit feel at the time which is why long ago I decided against becoming a journalist; the words are not always available and topics cannot be chosen for me. Somewhere along the way I was convinced that writing should be a “business” for me because I have a way with words (whatever that means). I was desperate to leave the corporate world so I began writing what people claimed to be hot topics. I even learned how to use hash tags (well sort of, oh well) but it was difficult to create content and after a while I pretty much stopped writing all …

Gratitude for Seniors-Elders

To the Senior/Elder population that sometimes becomes neglected… To Ms Barbara (who may never read this but I want to celebrate her anyway) I am so grateful for your kindness and compassion. Although I wish she wasn’t still in the workforce, I’m grateful for the opportunity to know and love her. More importantly, as much as she still has going on in her life, she takes time to make sure that I’m ok. Yesterday she stayed around and gave me a jump because my car battery died. In the rain with no questions asked she simply offer to help me and took charge of the situation (no room for me to say no LoL). Once my care was “alive”again she hung around to make sure I was ok to drive off. Today, as soon as she arrived, she checked in with me to make sure I was ok and that my car was ok. She is amazing and it troubles me that others don’t seem to have much patience with her or do what they can to …

Spilled Thoughts – Injustice

I’ve been holding this in for a while now and I have to release this pent up frustration. Can I just yelllllllllll???  Can I just state say how disappointed I am that hotels in Cleveland surrounding the Cleveland Clinic are booked and not making special allowances for Cleveland Clinic patients… during the Republican Convention. Seriously is this what we’ve come to? Political antics take precedence over people who need to be cared for? I spoke with a sweet woman today caring for her husband who will have surgery July 14th and because of the convention she will have to switch hotels twice during their stay. It’s bad enough her husband’s health requires an invasive procedure to help him heal, to boot he and his wife are forced to stress about hotel accommodations? $$$$$$$$$$$$$$, when did they become more important than people? Each New Day I find the good in humanity and this world but some moments during each New Day are daunting. This particularly infuriates me; saddens me also because there is nothing I can …

Energy of the Ocean

I was blessed to connect with the Ocean on Friday and my spirit has been in mourning since walking away. I felt so peaceful and the energy shared with me by the Ocean was intoxicating…literally intoxicating. I felt woozy but in a good way; indescribable really but it was a powerful feeling. At the beach (a place I don’t frequent) you have access to all four elements, Water, Earth, Fire (Sun) Air (breeze from the Ocean). My Spirit Brother has directed me to the beach several times this year but I put it off because… (insert excuse here LoL) During my visit I understood why he directed me to the beach; he knows me better than most (not easy to accomplish). It was a beautiful, desperately needed energetic experience. But now… I feel empty or as if something is missing…I hate whining and complaining about how I feel but this time I feel clueless about how I can make things right. Seems as if nothing feels all the way right as far as making a decision …

I’ve been ridiculed most of this lifetime and now that I am older, I can see there are different sets of rules for people who consider themselves “normal” and people like me who walk our very own unique, individual path. People who usually dish out crap, certainly don’t appreciate when it’s thrown back to them. LoL People who use the term “oh just get over it already and move on” want empathy when it’s their turn to feel bad or experience something that is NOT so easy to move on from. I’ve always been fascinated by humans especially how some things are ok for some but not for others… Here’s the thing…I’m so grateful that I’m no longer the soft-hearted, walk-all-over-me HSP, INFJ/INFP, Empath that I used to be and people are beginning to learn to keep their crap to themselves instead of trying to give it to me. I’m still the HSP, INFJ/INFP, Empath I’ve been created to be however, I will put you in your place if you even think of trying to …

Keep Going…

This morning I awakened with a sadness words cannot explain; it’s something I just felt. As a few tears fell from my eyes, I still wasn’t sure what brought on this feeling. As the tears fell I heard a voice say “fight this!” In the next moment, tears stopped and I agreed with “the voice”. I sat up straight and decided to reclaim my power; closing my eyes and taking a deep breathe. When I reopened my eyes, I felt renewed and strong enough to get through this New Day. As a reminder of my personal power, I saw the number 8 a few times before leaving home this morning; just one of the ways the Universe speaks to me. Here is the spiritual/numerology/metaphysical meaning of the number 8: 8…Strength symbolizes inner strength and determination. Reversed it means lack of confidence. I am appreciative of every message, every sign, every lesson, every blessing the Universe grants me; each has assisted me with learning who I am and has allowed me to reconnect with the deepest parts of …