Attempting to Scare My Socks Off

I read in an email newsletter this past while, that one great way to bring more fulfillment, meaning and depth to your life is to do one thing that scares you, every week.

This past, few weeks, I think I'll have a few months covered.  It's just one of those times.

Some SoCks For The Fearless, Frazzled and Forlorn ...Perhaps?

"3:30 am, and I need to be sleeping.  Been exhausted for days, running  an empty streak, and just trying to keep from falling down in a pathetic mess, because if I fall down now, I might just decide never to get up again."

Sound familiar?

The Rejuvenation of The SoCk Drawer

Sometimes, I have to give some credit to those who inspire me.  Fortunately, those who do so usually know who they are, either because I've told them directly or because they know when/how I got their inspirations.  Not always, but much of the time.  That way, I don't have to give them public accolades, because I like to keep privacy when possible and therefore don't list names.  Plus, it gives an air of mystery and at least a few will be wondering, "Did I do that?"  And they can ask me, since most likely, they had a part in it.  And I'm not sure if this paragraph said anything of value, but I've typed it all out now, and I really hate having done that and then just deleting it, so maybe I'll just keep it here and you can decide if this post is really gonna be worth reading.  If you do decide to read on, then I hope you enjoy and don't end up regretting the time it took to read it.  Where was I?  Oh yes . . .

Thank you, my inspiring friends and whanau, who help give my life reason and purpose. ♥

The Beloved Gift of SoCks

Thank you.
                     I love you.
                                                                                           You matter.
                                You make my life easier.                                                   I care about you.
                                                                                   I admire you.                                                  
  I'm sorry.
         I forgive you.
                                               I'm proud of you.
                                                                                                                               You are my friend.
                                        I'm just thinking about you, and wanted you to know.

A Sock With, Perhaps, A Custom Fit

My Dear, Young Friend;

Having experienced being a dear, young friend myself, my Empath's Heart truly feels for you.  I witness your struggles, and connect them with memories of my own.  I know it is scary to be out on your own, old enough to forge your way out into the world, but still too young to have any idea what you're doing.  It's a crazy time of life, when it feels as though the world is holding it's breath while watching you, waiting to see what choices you make - and what mistakes.

Giving a SoCk a New Lease On Life

Hey look, a real post!  I did it!  Go me!

Enjoy the meandering SoCk Moment! ;-)

To My Young Friends . . . A SoCk Your Own Size

Thinking about some friends today who may not realize they are ever thought about at all . . . not just by me, but in general. Sometimes in the hustle of life, it's good to take a moment to pause and remind people around us that we care. So, today, I want to focus on you, my young friends.

This PSA Brought to You By Someone Who Cares!

You know you were just itching for a thought-provoking, life-affirming, and otherwise "Ooooh"-inspiring post from me! Admit it! Come on, you had to have been!


Okay so maybe this is worth reading. Maybe not. Either way, you might as well continue, to find out why.

Don't Forget to Breathe...

You know, sometimes it amazes me just how often we fail to really appreciate the incredible beauty of the world around us.