Welcome to the inaugural Love and Light Warrior Spotlight! Take a break, grab your favorite pet (just don’t let the others know!), and meet fellow warriors committed to spreading joy, self-awareness, and acceptance in our world. For more info, go to the official page here!
Is this also going to talk about WHO melissa is? You betcha! Read on, dear soul!Author: Heidi Esther
Swimmer,
cheerleader
from the South Side.
Three bros,
mom and dad
Can bait my own hook.
Civil
Engineer-
turned-fundraiser.
Mamma
of two lights
Everyday blessed.
Divorce,
job loss, plus
codependence,
Woman-
loving-woman
awakening.
Boundaries,
Forgiveness,
Patience, & Grace.
Today,
Tomorrow,
New chances for life.
So, I didn’t know I was IN a closet…
Yes, I’m not going to pay $25 for two Panera Salads for lunch for someone I don’t like!
Playdate Gone South
She slammed a door in my face!
Mary, my best friend.
I just couldn’t believe it – I froze. I don’t know if the source of our toddlers’ fight was my son or her daughter. Whatever. That was bullshit.
For the record, no friend has ever slammed a door in my face.
seriously, i made 3 new year’s resolutions to be a better friend. see what – or who – knocks on heidi’s door next!A Pocket of Sanity for the New Year!
How is 2021 going to be better? With a Pocket Full of Sanity, of course. by Heidi Esther
How is 2021 Gonna Be Better?
The year stretches gloriously ahead, beckoning you to think about what to make of 2021. Like a stretch of untouched snow begging you to romp and sled and make snow angels.
Oh! I just love fresh snow. I wonder what heidi esther got for me this time!Gaming Series 2/2: What is the internet teaching my daughter?
Barbara: We’re going to the castle in the clouds.
The next 20 seconds is lovely. Our boat docks.
Barbara carries me and the egg over to…a plank??
Gaming Series 1/2: What happened when I tried playing Roblox, Gaming Series 2/2: What is the internet teaching my daughter?
Adopt Me!
Barbara and I go through the Roblox “stylizing” process once more (I don’t change a thing) and are dropped in a cartoon town at wintertime. Even when I fall in the lake, I still skate like Snoopy. Brilliant.
An egg starts following me around.
Me: Barbara, there’s an egg creepin’ on me…
I thought this game was about pets?? Maybe it’s about reptiles! Read on to see the hatch!An infinite, ancient Christmas gift for you
Or, as Dr. Seuss more-eloquently said, “Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive that is youer than you.”
It is four days after the winter solstice. The sun graces our northern hemisphere a couple more minutes each day. Bringing gifts of awakening and light. And the promise of vaccines bringing the gift of life at the end of this horrific pandemic tunnel, too.
And it’s Christmas!
What kind of gift is an ancient one??? Sounds interesting! read on!Gaming Series 1/2: When I tried playing Roblox
Are we raising children who are too lazy to virtually work for virtual money? I don’t like my survivability prospects.
Gaming Series 1/2: What happened when I tried playing Roblox, Gaming Series 2/2: What is the internet teaching my daughter?
In sweet memory of childhood Christmas breaks filled with my brothers and I playing video games.
Me: Okay, Barbara, I’m ready if you are.
Barbara in her thermals, and I in my fleece nightgown settled down for a long winter’s nap fun winter’s break.
One Lunch that was too big to Stomach
Not in a box. Not with a fox. Not in a car. Not in a bar. Not here OR there.
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God, I so miss going out to lunch…
My face turned hot. My lips pursed. My stomach lurched. I quickly grabbed my fork and knife and concentrated on cutting my pizza into toddler squares. Still listening to Betsy.
Betsy: A woman I’ve known for a year. How could I not see? Was I, now, my own social media filter? Has she been presenting facts that I, simply, could not, would not – recognize?
what’s so different about betsy? And why is heidi freaking out about it? read more!Country Club Series 2/2: Aunt Flo Strikes Back
Country Club Series 1/2: It’s the Most Aunt-Flo-der-ful, Country Club Series 2/2: Aunt Flo Strikes Back
After one beer and 14 hours of work
I’m sure it’s sweat. It’s after dark and still in the 90s.
I scan the landscape. For the darkest path. In case Aunt Flo decided not to leave. Bee-atch.
Okay, can’t walk-run to my car. My purse is in the office. Breathe. My next steps:
- Cross the Welcome station
- Walk ½ way up the Circle Drive
- Get past the Valet-guarded doors
- Dodge outcoming bathroom crowd
- Walk 20 feet into a No-Escaping-Notice office
I’m sure I’m fine.
is she fine? OMG, I can’t even watch. Why didn’t she double up, dear god, why???Country Club Series 1/2: It’s the most Aunt Flo-der-ful…
Country Club Series 1/2: It’s the Most Aunt-Flo-der-ful, Country Club Series 2/2: Aunt Flo Strikes Back
Biggest. Party. Of. The. Year.
Two giant tents – filled with properly-placed napkins and gourmet picnic food on silver chafing dishes. A live pop cover band tests their equipment, which means you don’t have to bring your 9-iron today. Or plaid pants. Unless you really want to.
can you smell the cut grass and the grill? Read more to hear about “the wrinkle”Thanksgiving Grace, and crying
Woken Grace, 2020
Dear God, Earth Mother, The Universe, Higher Power, or whatever you believe in,
We are, though we may not always show it, grateful for all you give us. For all you bless us to live with and love. For all you give us to eat that nourishes our souls, today and forward. Thank you.
Today is Thanksgiving.
I woke, laden and remorseful. For the immense suffering that it took to make my plate possible:
how long is this grace? about 4 min 🙂 read on, woken soul!