Feeling Tender and Vunerable by Carmen Torbus

Sometimes I sit and dream.

I think of all the things I’d like to do.

I put off the stuff that needs to be done,

trading that time for day dreams.

Thinking of conversations I’d like to have,

with old friends,

current friends and

with friends I’ve not yet made.

Wondering where the other people like me are.

How do I find them?

How do I connect?

I long to sit and laugh,

sip coffee, or hot cocoa, or tea,

while making a mess with art supplies,

or just chatting about nothing in particular,

or the meaning of life itself.

Deep conversations,

light conversations,

no conversation,

just being.

I don’t want to just be a dreamer,

I want to be a doer.

I want to paint.

I want to write.

I want to take pictures.

I want to talk.

I want to listen.

I want to have a tribe of my own,

and be a part of the tribe of others.

I want to be a part of something bigger.

Something good.

Something powerful.

Make a contribution to the world.

Sometimes I think it’s me that gets in my way.

Is it fear that stops me?

Lack of belief?

Lack of motivation or energy?

Lack of work?

I sit back and watch others do what I know in my heart I can do too.

Sometimes envious, or jealous, wondering what the secret is.

Wishing I could know what they know,

I cheer them on.

Pat them on the back.



Sit in awe of.

Recognizing their potential,

their strength,

their capabilities,

their talent,

their accomplishments.

What is the missing piece?

How do I reach my full potential,

my strength,

my capabilities,

my talent,

so that I can realize and accomplish my dreams,

and contribute.

I suppose I’m not alone in my desires,

my dreams,

my paralysis.

I suppose the only way to find out is to “do” while continuing to dream.

I suppose I don’t have to know how, I just have to start.

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Franticmommy Unplugged

Sometimes in life….

We need to just….ssssslllllooooowwwww….dooowwnnnn.

The last two mornings I have experienced something I just haven’t done in years.

YEARS people!!!
Not sure why.

Not that I haven’t thought about it.

I did. I have.

Usually as I was racing out the door in a hell-bent-for-leather head long rush in the a.m, headin for the the 8-5 soul suck..I mean..umm..JOB.

It was always an after thought.

But not these last two days. The opportunity was ripen for the pickin..and I picked it, baby.

It was 6 a.m. Hubby was gone fishing. Rugrats still in bed.

AHHHHHHH…peaceful quiet.

I quickly brewed a cup-o-coffee and headed for my front step.


Now, I live in a busy residential area.

A very “unquiet” neighborhood.

But these last two days the neighborhood apparently wasn’t awake yet and it was blissfully calm.

Maybe it’s always been like that. I just never noticed because I never allowed myself to slow down and notice.

It was GORGEOUS outside. It looked like this:

I smelled lots of these.
The critters were up and bustling about.  I heard some of these:
Did I mention it was Pure.Frickin.Heaven?
I think I will make this a part of my morning routine..
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13 thoughts on “Franticmommy Unplugged

  1. That is what existence is truly about! Just being in the moment and having that time to oneself to truly appreciate all that is happening. Sure beats going out the door and 5 thousand miles an hour, and you are at your most balanced then too, when you are sitting peacefully in one harmonious whole existing in that experience. Open to all that is happening, with endless opportunities awaiting your very call.

  2. When I saw your status on facebook about this, this is what I pictured!
    Looks SOOO lovely.
    And I LOVE that saying! That is so cool.
    Love you, friend.

  3. I was up early last week. I don’t like getting up early and going out, but every time I do I enjoy it because it is so quiet and I feel like I am getting everything to myself.

  4. This is the kind of post that gives me that much needed nudge to turn my clock around because I know the early morning hours are so much lovelier than those dark dark hours after midnight. Flickr and blogging have made me a night owl!

    Thank you for stopping by!

  5. I so wish I was enough of a morning person to appreciate ANYTHING at that time of day! I have enjoyed quiet mornings in my life, but usually due to being still awake from the night before…. 🙂

  6. Good for you! Isn’t it strange how we all tend to feel as if we aren’t “allowed” to take even a few minutes for ourselves?…to enjoy the simple things in life? I decided to just sit on my deck for a few minutes every day…sipping my coffee or tea, or whatever, and just R-E-L-A-X and lisen to the birds, etc.! 🙂

  7. This is exactly what I’ve been doing these past few weeks and it is indeed an awesome feeling. I took it a step above (thanks from great advice I received) and as I’m on the PC I type slower and read a bit slower. I’ve noticed I comprehend so much better and I feel so calm. 🙂

  8. I desperately need to slow down. I’m on vacation now and we haven’t stopped for a second. I feel sooo thinly stretched. Like butter over too much bread, as Bilbo Baggins would say.

  9. Good for you!!! Yes, why don’t we remember to do this? It’s so simple, doesn’t take long, and makes such a difference in our lives. Thank you for reminding us of how important a simple act like slowing down is…and how wonderful it can be. 🙂

  10. This sounds wonderful. I think I need to start doing this. Maybe I’ll wake up an extra 10 minutes early. This sounds so rejuvenating.

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