It was Sunday, July 17th, 2022, around 4:30. We were headed north on US 31 crossing Fry Road,...
Will You Meet Me in the Field?
In response to last weeks’ blog, a friend, I'll call her “Friend” sent me an email recounting a...
On A Scale of One to Ten
I was waiting in the exam room at my doctor's office. I had studied the large photograph of purple...
Times Like These Call for Breaking Something
I should have known it was coming; all the signs were there. Easily irritated. Highly distracted....
Jesus Would Puke
I’m writing this on Wednesday morning. May 25, 2022. By the time most of you read this, we’ll be...
Contrast
I’m on a quest to live my best life. Find out who I am and be her. To live each day as if it were...
The Answer is No
I didn’t write about Mother’s Day last week. Truthfully, I kind of forgot about it, but when I was...
Thoughts on Thinking
I keep running square into the idea that our thoughts create our reality. I heard one of my gurus...
Debi Dixon
The Universe is guiding me on an incredible adventure: my Plan B. I write here to share bits of my Odyssey, hopefully to inspire, encourage, or extend the virtual hand of friendship.
When I quit teaching in 2014, I could never have imagined the growth I would experience through travel, writing, reading, therapy, and introspection.
I believe human connection and compassion will go a long way toward our healing, and the best way to connect and feel compassion for one another is through the sharing of our stories.
Thank you for joining me here. I appreciate you and may we grow together.