Tessa

Some people journal. I blog with a little more swearing.

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Wild-hearted. Well-worn. Always learning. I write to connect, heal and remind us we are never alone in the mess.
Now I don’t need a garage full of cars But I’ll take a whole box of Cuban cigars And I’ll smoke ’em nice and slow Like they were good for me Don’t need a ranch or a big piece of land But I like to get a little bit of dirt on my hands Keith Urban – Little Bit Of everything

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  • Lean.

    Lend me your hand. Take my hand. Give me your hand. I have said these phrases. I have leaned in and taken someone’s hand when I needed guidance. I have offered my hand in guidance. The hardest part is taking someone’s offered hand. It’s easier for most of us to say, “I will help you.”…

  • Believe.

    You know that old saying. If you can believe in Santa Claus, you can believe in yourself for five minutes? I do believe in Santa Claus (explain to me where my Rubric Cube I got when I was 10 came from? Clever little elves. I peeled the stickers off too. Check. Mate.) and I have…

  • The little Engine that thought she could…

    I’ve tried my luck at blogging before. It never stuck. Never felt honest or that I had a passion for it. This time is different, she shouts with her finger in the air! I write all the time. Thinking of things to say on my IG postings. Thinking of posts for my FB Page…ahem if…

  • The Journey Begins

    Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton