Accidentally Buddhist

Talking with my other half about my future and some of my past regrets I have about the decisions I made about my future at the time brought up some seriously resentful feelings I had lingering just above the surface. I want my children to know they have every and any opportunity to look into or decide on their own future. No questions asked no matter how crazy it might sound.  When I was a teenager I decided that people older than me might have my best interest at hand considering they’ve been around a lot longer than I did. What I didn’t take into consideration was my own feelings and how times were different than when my parents were young. I listened and did what I was told. Ultimately I made those decisions but for all the wrong reasons. I always liked being different and yet I didn’t fight those I cared about on what I wanted to do. A few things I wanted to try were welding, demolition, the armed services, machining (my father had his own company) and psychology. Every sing...

There will come a time when the universe will repeatedly try to kick answers into your face. I like to call these the lightbulb moments. When you in the middle of an emotional situation and out of nowhere a stroke of genius, an epiphany hits, enlightenment drills into your little brain and you change directions not only emotionally but your life makes a left turn.  I’ve had many starting from a young age. A thought as simple as “my parents have been on this planet a whole lot longer than I have. I should probably listen to them and what they’ve been through.” The most profound moment after that was when I was 16. My parents were in the middle of a divorce. I was not only a Junior in high school, I kept good grades, I worked part time at a horse stable (which didn’t pay cash) to continue to earn lessons and ride whenever I wanted but I, also, had to work part time at a sandwich shop to make actual cash for things like shows, show clothes, gas money, teenage snacks and such. I wa...

Welcome to one of my many ventures of self expression. You may call me Merry. This is where I’ll be answering questions, thinking of concerns, writing about my struggles and the solutions that came with taking the time to analyze, dissect and reevaluate my actions or reactions. Please join me .  I came to a decision a few weeks ago that I want to be a coach, a therapist or a sort of communicator of deciphering emotions tied to behavior. Society uses the term life coach. But I feel it’s a little cheesy but for the sake of argument we’ll use it for now. To piggy back off said new adventure of expression, I have also started a video blog where I’ll be able to take a few minutes to reflect on topics or random daily emotional spewings. But there’s only one so it’s not worth sharing yet. And I’m way insecure about it. Ha! See! Human.  Why per say would you want to listen to me, my stories, my findings or read my silly dribble. Well? I’d like to think that I’ve found some sort of...