Brighteyes

Night is falling,

your asleep in  bed.

Worries and confusions of the day melt away,

as  dreams  fall into your head.

Sweet Angel of mine,

How I love to watch you sleep.

Peaceful, in a peace-less world.

Safe, when safety is always a concern and

Happy, as dreams of something better brings a smile to your face,

and peace to my heart.

Love and Light,

Jodie Nicole

April 10th, 2013

My Town: A walk with my daughter.

My daughter and I took a tour of my old stomping ground last week.  She pedaled her bike as I serenely walked behind.  At the end of the block she stopped and waited for me, or pedaled back to me,  alway questioning where to go next.

My course wasn’t planned. It was an impromptu as I steered her towards  my high school and watched her circle the student parking lot.  The school was different, yet the same, the student parking was in a state of disrepair, but the building has not changed. The doors, walls, and lockers are the same. Same width, same height, same color, yet they appear smaller now, unfamiliar… as if I have grown, changed, and they will be eternally the same, even though the building now has middle school marked across its flank.

The track still surrounds the field where her father played football and the bleachers were crisply painted in whites and blues. They now face the school instead of away from it.

My little one, dropped her bike and raced around the track, blonde hair flying.  Laughing.

“Come on mommy.”  her sweet voice chirped, her hand beckoning.

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Awareness vs pill popping

Tonks  and her husband are trying to get pregnant.  Being the research hound that she is, she has dove into researching  female fertility and has learned about the  Fertility Awareness Method, which she shared with me, and I in turn will share with you. :)

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Equality for Victims

*Originally wrote/posted in 2011

I was planning on going to bed but a tweet from Time Magazine caught my attention, and my passion for human rights and equality.  The article  is about rape, now stop for a second and pay attention to what thoughts come to your mind, before you click on the link. Continue reading

Why So Serious?

I am a psychology major, so topics that are psychologically based tend to catch my attention, especially forensic psychology. I’m a sucker for shows like Criminal Minds, or Law and Order: Special Victims Unit.  Today I was cruising the internet, looking for a blog topic when I came across this article .  The article is about a group of mental health experts, who also happen to be comic book fans. These people got together to psychoanalyze  Batman villains, with a focus on the Joker.  (I’m totally geeking here, lol) Continue reading

“Make glorious, amazing mistakes.”

Originally posted on The Daily Post:

In Neil Gaiman’s now famous 2012 commencement speech at the University of the Arts, he offers some excellent advice to free us from perfectionism, imploring us to simply create — to make art — no matter what. What’s wonderful about this advice is that it applies to any creative endeavour, regardless of whether your art form is writing, drawing, painting, sculpting, or découpage:

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good…

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For the past couple of months I’ve tried my luck with online dating…luck…well it’s more like a crap shoot for the deranged…but I’m hopeful… kinda. I haven’t met anyone yet and those that I do find interesting usually lose interest when they realize I won’t hop into bed with them the first day we meet.  Which doesn’t bother me. I’m ok with being rejected because I have specific values that I’m not willing to change. I can take rejection with grace and dignity. Rejection is rarely about the person being rejected anyways, it’s about what the other person wants in their life and the person they reject simply isn’t it. No harm no fowl, right?  If only others recognized this basic part of dating. Continue reading

Acceptance

Acceptance is powerful. It’s a state of mind that can be peaceful no matter the reality around you.

Tori has a song called, I Can’t See  New York, which she wrote shortly after the towers fell. I’ve listened to it while laying on the floor of my 4th level apartment and allowed myself to get lost in her words and music. She spoke of falling out of the sky, but her words and melody were not fearful, but peaceful. In my opinion the character was accepting her fate.

Is that what happened to the people in the towers that took a leap of faith?  The ones who took control over their deaths and jumped. I’d like to think so.

I’d like to believe that their final moments were spent in peaceful acceptance.

Sometimes, I lay back, find that sort of peace in my mind, tranquility and forgot the blade slicing towards my neck.

Jodie Nicole

 

Starting over

I was inspired to write a blog for work the other day.  My supervisor liked it so it maybe posted in September.  I’ll link it here if they do decide to use it.  Writing it reminded me of how much I enjoy blogging, even if I never feel like I never have anything that anyone wants to read. I suppose apart of me wants my stuff to be noticed, even though the exposure scares me.  With that said I’m going to start blogging again and not care whether or not anyone likes/reads my stuff… that’s the hope anyways. I suppose I’ve said that a lot over the years, but I’m still here. Even if there are months between posts.  lol.

Love and Light,
Jodie Nicole