SuperStep 2: Waking Up & Letting Go

Welcome to SuperStep 2: Waking Up & Letting Go. The Second of Five SuperSteps in the SoulSanity Everyday Superhero Method! (Here’s the First SuperStep!)

To Publish or not, is that the question?

November 2017 at my kitchen table.

ohhh! I wonder what heidi esther is publishing???

Garage Sailing is a Dangerous Sport, Part 2

Garage Sailing is a dangerous sport for Heidi Esther. Will her recovering soul now figure out how to enjoy it with her practical adversary, her wife? For the first part of the story, click here!

The Ship takes a Nosedive

Stacey comes over and looks down to a colorful set of six plastic paper plate holders in my hand. She pauses, and begins.

“Sweetheart, we used to have these exact ones and we never used them. And we don’t have any paper plates. You remember – the last time we had paper plates was our wedding six years ago? And paper plate holders aren’t on the list,” she says, pointing to the piece of paper in my hand. A third cash register receipt.

I can’t take it any longer.

Will heidi esther say something she regrets? Oh no!

Sailing is a Dangerous Sport, Part 1

Sailing is a dangerous sport for Heidi Esther. Though she’s recovering from her sorted past, can she now enjoy it? Or will her differences with her wife ruin it for good? For Part 2, the conclusion, click here!

I have a confession. 

A dozen years ago, this summer, I had an addiction. Toward the end of every week, I’d get excited. Ready for my first hit. The adrenaline high coursing through my veins. I dreamt of it. I knew, as long as I was patient, it would come.

By Friday morning at seven, it was go-time. Sometimes Daddy wasn’t even awake. My two toddlers and I were like quiet and efficient mice. I buckled them into their toddler seats, cranked up the sing-a-long CD, and drove to Dunkin’ Donuts.

what the heck is she addicted to??? read on to find out!

How I Reprogrammed my Speak and Spell

Why, God, why can’t I just sleep in?

My ears wake to a familiar seagull-like whine. I try not to move in bed, as if my complete stillness can make it go away. Nonetheless, the whine continues.

My step-dog Elvis and his strict wake-up time is the cause of much grief in my world. Say there was a thunderstorm for three hours overnight that felt like God was shining a faulty fluorescent light. And, say Elvis was awake in our bedroom for all those hours. He will still wake up at the same time.

Is Heidi esther’s day, once again, lost to the dogs?

A conversation for Love, Light and Life, laughing required :D

Ha ha ha! Ho ho ho!

DND your phone, grab the last cookie, and get ready to open the door to a lighter you. Warning: Laughing Required.

Click here to watch oR Listen the interview!

Who stole my Perfect Family Vacation?

We stood there on the beach. A mingling of warm, jungle air and cooler, ocean air, entwining us. Other than the waves, the distant laughter of children running into the surf, the only other sound.

wow. is this vacation real? it sounds so lovely…

Help! I’m Lost in the Closet

Or are they all members of a secret Birkenstock club?

Out of the Closet

“Mommy, can I watch a show with Barbie?” my little hazel-eyed preschooler asked. Like a mom-ninja, I wipe the last of tears from my eyes. But before I could answer, his eyes grew big, pointing at a large pile of clothes on my bed.

“Mommy, what happened to your clothes?”

what happened? read on, beautiful soul!
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