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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  • Sleep.

    Some nights are great. I get my routine done and into bed by my pre-set bedtime. Other nights, like tonight, I decide it would be a good idea to try to have a conversation with my very hormonal teenage daughter. I’m pretty certain I could write a book on How to Fuck up your child…

  • Hero.

    I’ve been listening to a lot of Weezer lately. By a lot I mean two songs have me playing them on repeat. Mr. Blue Sky and Hero. Go find them and push play. I’ll wait. Mr. Blue Sky is on the Teal album also originally done by ELO; it also plays during the little fight…

  • Self.

    My alarm went off at the usual time.  I hit snooze. I just want five more minutes. The rest of my house senses the change in breathing and they are all ready for the day to get started.  No not any of the humans in my house. They both snore peacefully. Not even stirring at the…

  • Human.

    Being a human in the world is a weird idea. You are born out of no where and thrust into a world where ideas and thoughts are forming and changing as you grow. Every part of your being depends on the life force around you that influences you. Think about it. Take music. I love…

  • Moment.

    This has been a hard time for the recovering people pleaser in me. The world is on fire. The Empath in me feels too much. What I’m saying is if I could politely tell you all to piss off while giving you a hug and saying I hope you’re not too mad: it would release…

  • Aussie.

    Too much heavy in the world so I’m going to continue with my Dog Life Blog. Animals really do teach you so much about life. And no one animal taught me more about tenacity than Andy. I only had known one dog up until I was 16/17 years old. That was our Black and Tan…

  • Kindness.

    Rion hated water. She would run along the shore line and bark at her brother swimming carelessly in the ocean. Tiber had been whining for miles. His nose out the window smelling the tide and it was all we could do to hold him back from running head long into the surf . But not…

  • Grace.

    I love watching Grace run. Her ears flip a little and she looks almost like she is hopping. Grace is my Chocolate Labrador. To be breed specific she’s a Silver Factored Chocolate Labrador and she is the happiest dog I have ever met. No really she is. Oh but she’s a lab you say, they…

  • I am.

    I am strong, wise and courageous. Happiness is my birth right. I have that reminder set to pop up on my phone once a week. Some days I hit okay and don’t bother to read it; but this last month has caused me to pause. I now read my daily intentions with intention. I repeat…

  • Birthday.

    Today is Craig’s birthday, so happy birthday love. He would say he doesn’t like the attention. He does love it just a little though. Public acknowledgement of him is his love language.  Along with gifts and love. He’s a Pisces and a middle child, so he rides the fringe of being extra. In the best…