Swagger with grace

Tania

It doesn’t matter who you are or what you believe in or even how you intend your words to be heard, your truth will always be interpreted and often misinterpreted by the way the words you speak were experienced by others in their past. And at this point in my life, I am so damn tired of fighting the legacy of words spoken by the idiots who came before me. You see, we often speak the same language but have very different INTENTIONS behind why we choose our words and our actions. But it takes so much energy and careful planning to PROVE that what you are saying is means something totally different that how the words have been spoken in the past.

The Legacy of Idiots

Tania

Yesterday, I was out for a long overdue visit with an old friend. We laughed, joked, caught up with where life was at for both of us. Same grievances, different year, different villains, same martyrs (keep in mind, that yesterday I decided in my perfectly illogical logic to quit everything that made me happy and keep doing the same predictable patterns of comfortable misery to almost happy) My mindset…why change what you’re never going to fix, right?

I have heard it a million times. People DON’T change! So why the heck would I bother trying if I was going to end up in the same situations and BOLT (as my friend kindly tells me I do), when life gives me feelings that may actually feel good. Why not stay on the hamster wheel of never getting what makes me happy and continue to watch other people get what they deserve—to overcome the odds and carry on with life. Oh yes, I have been a little crusty with life (honestly, something about finalizing a divorce triggered this “I’m a failure at everything I want most” attitude). Oddly my Facebook status reads: “Don’t ask me for favors or advice. I have forwarded my cell phone to God”

Tania

So most things that I write are in hopes of connecting with your inner world. I have received several comments from people who swear that I am writing about them. That is how I know that I am doing my job, but today I want to connect you to my heart—children who can’t speak for themselves, or more blatantly domestic captives.

I Fell In Love

Over the past two years I have had the honor of being part of an amazing group of 12 children and several young staff who care for these children. These children, like many others I have known, have endured some of the most insidious acts of abuse imaginable. Think of your worst nightmare and times that by a million. Sadly, they are victims of abuse and very difficult to place in foster care for many of the obvious reasons. I fell in love with their strength, determination, and willingness to greet the day with a smile. They were the best examples of good character and humanity.

Tania

Ok so I have spent the last two years, re-situating myself in the single world. I spend half my life as a single mother of four and the other half trying to figure out what the hell people do when the don’t have kids! Regardless of which hat I am wearing, I keep hearing the same stories about women, custody, and divorce. Sadly, its what a large majority of my peers are going through at this stage in our lives. It’s just the way it is. So like everything that I write about and everything that I stand for I keep stressing how important “intention” is to the ways in which we live our lives. I strongly believe you can’t fully understand another person (or yourself for that matter) unless you can fully comprehend the intention behind the action. So I want to point out a very typical scenario that keeps occurring to highlight my point.