When the rubber meets the road

A few days ago, I saw a workshop advertised that grabbed my attention. It was a workshop on Healing Generational Curses. Talk about outside my wheelhouse. But it drew me in, was reasonably priced, and worked into my schedule...so I signed up. I didn't watch last night's 2 hours and missed some of today's presentations so I bought the recordings. The scary part came when they offered me a personal prayer session, which I just finished with.  I have always known Jesus and have been blessed beyond my wildest hopes as an adult. I often have thought of my grandad who was a sincere lover of Jesus, wondering if his prayers for his often troubled daughter and her 6 children could be part of the reason why Andy and I and all our children have faith down deep that blesses and directs our lives. And...my brothers and sisters are amazing, functioning, loving people with fantastic kids and grandkids!  On the other hand, I have dealt with a dread that somehow the filth of my conception a...

I can only title this entry by the date. I have no ideas of what to write. I sent out a lot of Christmas letters this year and mention the blog. What kind of a blog is it with no recent entries?  Here we are on Jan. 1, usually my favorite day of the year, with absolutely no idea what I am doing. My New Year's resolution is to move daily...walk or row or hike or whatever - until I sweat daily. No excuses. Just do something every day to move this body of mine. Living in a new climate with much colder weather is challenging for this native Southern Californian. But it is doable.  As far as all the other stuff ... coffee enemas, smoothies, supplements by the handfuls, ... I don't quite know where I'm at with it all. I get recommendations almost weekly. It's hard to explain to people why I can't jump on the bandwagons. It's so funny....people will say..."If you'd only...." (take this remedy) or "It's only 4 times a day..." "This is ho...