Adventures with one's soul

Its Saturday, the sun is shining and I am so in the mood to be carefree, wild and have a party...

 I know it's an older song but I just heard it

I have a feeling I will always be relating to this song as a fairly good description of me..

May mean I wait longer to find that strong one who can handle it, but what can I say...

A lot has gone on the past two and a half weeks that has had me look very depth within myself on just some of the most basic questions. 

I can just imagine what some may think about me for not being able to answer so called easy questions but that shows me about them.

To me there really is no easy answers to even easy questions. One so question was why do I like rope?

Honestly I hadn't thought about it. I have only had one person tie me. So that easy question had me asking myself was it the fact that it was him that tied me and do I really like it. Could I let someone else tie me and still like it.

I honestly pondered this question for days and even though I still can not answer if I would let another tie me, I realized what I liked about rope.

I have been under the chains of family and their ideas of what I should be, their judgements of circumstances that have been in my life, their criticism for not having the same views of them. I have been shackled by the relationships that I allowed myself to stay in out of fear for what would happen if I left.

So to willing allow myself to be tied it's allowing myself to drop the bondage of the chains unfairly placed on me for the comfort of all my parts being bonded together, held tightly in beautiful art and my body and soul slowly gaining back it's power under the watchful caring  eye of the one that I trusted enough to help me go to that place were I am free. Knowing that I can just be.

That's why I like rope.

May you all have a fantabulous Friday!

I so love my children's and I dynamic! 

See I raised them soly on my own. When I say this I mean no child support, no alternating weekends, no breaks. Not to mention my family is very conservative and proper ( which of course I know how to be, but we all know that if I am on this site there is that part of me that is the complete opposite). Well now that my children are grown there is no longer that pressure of being the so called type of " good mom" from my family and my kids and I do our own thing and it's great. 

All that said because my middle one just sent me a video of Jack and coke shot glasses made out off jello because they know that's mom's drink, not to mention earlier this week my roommate ( my Sir) bought my oldest a complete tattooing kit with 4 guns, 54 colors, neddles and practice pads to replace their crappy broken gun that he had.

No we definitely are not the Norman Rockwell family that I was raised to be in and so many in my family would have a heart attack, but we are who we are and I would not change it for the world.

To top it off my youngest just called asking if they could come by with my youngest grandchild because they miss seeing me and want a hug..

I am so blessed to be able to say that I am their mom!

Oh my goodness what a beautiful morning!

So enjoying sitting on the balcony drinking coffee. The air reminding my of when I use to sit on the dock in the mornings. I sure do miss the days of living on the lake, but this morning is making up for it..

May you all have a whimsical Wednesday!