Capricorn Tales

Brace yourselves, this will probably be a rambling post, but hey, no one is perfect and it is apparently one of the things I do best.  I think this post will be about resolutions, but I didn't want to put that in the subject line, I thought I would keep you guessing.  So mean right? Or is that clever trickery?  Sometimes I am so wicked awesome (in my own mind).  So let's get to it.  Resolution number one.  No resolutions.  For me they end up being empty promises that only make me feel guilty at the end of the year.  So for the second year in a row, I am flying by the seat of my pants and coming up with idea's of things I want to, need to and have to get done. As those of you who read my blog know, I made this oath last year and went on one hell of a year long, transformative, journey.  As I write this today, I think I might have just finished with one of the biggest transformations in my life and I didn't even realize...

  Though I probably should have written this blog post yesterday, I decided to be a lazy bum all day, only leaving my house to go have dinner with my sister.  I know, I know, you probably think I was nursing a hangover, but on the contrary the only hangover I was nursing, was the one caused by 2015.  No, I am not angry at 2015.  I did not carry over the animosity of 2014 starting off so great and ending with a life changing event that left a piece of my heart forever missing.    What I was recovering from was this 'spiritual journey' of sorts that left me, happy, sad, angry, mad, laughing, crying, weeding out horrible events in my life that date back years and most importantly, teaching me let go of what I can't change, as well as teaching me to discover myself, my true nature and the person I was born to be.  If I was a betting woman, I would say my mama was guiding me through the last year, and then Sissy too when she left this earth...