As the world continues to literally go down in flames, I'm sitting here thinking about how nice it would be to check out, pay the bills, get rid of all the "baggage" and just go on my merry way.... Go back to Thailand, or maybe go somewhere new to me, like Central America. Down-size, cut … Continue reading I want “simple”. Simple makes happy. I want someone who sees that too. Are you out there?
So, I came back to Seattle today, after being in Sweden for a little over three weeks. And it's not the first time, far from it, that I've been away for 2 or 3 weeks. And normally I get all strung up and stressed out when I'm about to go back. I start fretting and … Continue reading The strangest experience ever.
For those of you who've been following me for a while, you know that I usually refer to myself as a recovering Lutheran, or a "good girl" in recovery. Simply because my entire life (all of my first 41 1/2 years at least) I have always made decisions based on what I "should" be doing. … Continue reading It’s time to buy the ticket and take the ride!
Written on December 24th, 2016. It's been an amazing trip so far, for me personally. I started a few posts when I was on my way out here, not quite sure how I felt about coming back to Khao Lak after so many years. Not sure how I would feel about, or manage, all the … Continue reading Life is too short
Written on December 3rd, 2016. I am going home. For the first time in 10 years, I'm going back to Thailand. I'm nervous and excited all at once. It's been a long time and it is the first time that I feel ready to go back to the country that stole my heart more than … Continue reading I am finally going home!
And it hurt. A lot. But I had no choice. I had to do it because I cannot keep entertaining you on your premise. "Letting go" is a good thing to do and theoretically a very simple way to a happier life. It is necessary for us to be able to move on, flourish and thrive. … Continue reading I wrote your name on a stone and threw it in the river…
On Tuesday November 15th it is four years since the passing of my dear friend and "brother", Dave Allen. Dave sadly decided to end his own life by self-immolation at the age of 38 and I don't think anyone quite knows the reasons why. But the circumstances and time of year indicates it was a … Continue reading In loving memory of Dave Allen