We’ve all heard it a million times, “like a moth to the flame”. We are all moths, the light we’re drawn to just comes from different places. Fire is used so often as a metaphor for love and passion…

For me, the circle is eternity and unity, timeless, unbreakable and all encompassing. The wheel of time, wheels in any dimension. We really need to sit back and trust the process and the trials of life that sometimes stop those big wheels from turning , or so it seems…

My beliefs give me strength and conviction and there are times I feel like they are alive and walking with me when I have to do hard things. Beliefs are so personal, no matter if we are talking about daily routines, spirituality or believing in Santa Claus.

The irony of all of this is not lost on me. I am being real and honest about how this made me feel, the damage it did to me and my life and my opinions about it. So yes, I am writing about judgement and judging my judges while I do it, I see that. It feels amazing and it is definitely as cathartic as it is ironic.

“I’m not bad, I’m just drawn that way.” - Jessica Rabbit

We loved him very much, with intense devotion. I would often lay nose to nose with him on the floor or cradle his head in my lap most of the night. Everyone else in the house would be asleep…..