Wordy Wednesday: A Journey

Poem I wrote in November 2008

With eyes shining
You inform me that you are becoming a boat
–please leave a message at the beep–
The bomb shelter has flooded
And we’ve decided to paint our lips with
Your skin is a language I find trembling
(My tongue stutters in my mouth)
You are my thanksgiving in 8 words-
A treasure beneath the window pane-
A cracking
Becoming an oasis in the desert of
The water in my solar system
The touch of heat and the the spark of
Fire in the magnifying mirror
With burning leaves and
Direct sunlight and the moon
It’s winter and I love you.



Stability and Safety

My yoga teacher, Melissa West, was discussing how stability and safety allow your heart to open. Isn’t that beautiful?!

Safety is trusting. Knowing you’ll be held and accepted every time. Respecting boundaries. Communication. Warmth. Strength. Holding hands. Being there. Texting just to say “I love you”. Listening. Drawing near. Sleeping softly. Closeness. Holding space. Understanding and not judging. Love.

Safety feels unbreakable, calm, soothing, peaceful, comfortable, controlled, cradled, hushed, being quieted, real, clear, unambiguous, protected, undamaged.

Safety comes from never-tiring love, long-term reliability, confirmation, certainty, trustworthiness, reassurance, honored words, &being cared for.

Stability is balance. Strength. Knowing who you are. Stretching up and out. Trusting the ground. Having a foundation. Being unshakable. Being shaken but not falling down. (Strength is falling down and getting back up) Solidness. Ability to be pushed without leaving or going away. Resilience. Remaining self-assured. Being your own person. Not melting into another person or into a puddle. Being proactive instead of passive. Having boundaries. Being sure. Feeling certain.

Stability feels sturdy, steady, poised, confident, resolute, durable, well-founded, grounded, rooted, anchored, unafraid, plucky….

Stability comes from self-control, persistence, loyalty, endurance, being single-minded, undiscouraged, well-established, having conviction, having a lion-heart, & being determined.

What makes you feel stable and safe?

Vulnerability is scary, let’s just try Approachability


People are afraid of being vulnerable. And for good reason! Being vulnerable by definition means making yourself open to attack. All your defenses are down. You could be destroyed.

And yet. We can’t stay impenetrable all the time. If we wear 800 layers including rubber gloves and three face masks there’s no way we can touch each other or be touched. Not to mention all those tall walls we’ve built around ourselves….

Let’s shift instead to the idea of becoming approachable. That sounds safer, right? If someone approaches us in a quiet manner, that is okay. If they speak to us gently, that might be okay. We might even be able to connect. We might be able to be honest. We might slowly open our hearts. We might become transparent and unrestrained.

And eventually, we might be able to hold each other and speak heart-to-heart.

Instead of being vulnerable, let’s start with allowing ourselves to become approachable.


Wordy Wednesday: Tu Me Manques


What terrified me the most was the way you started breaking promises as easily as throwing breadcrumbs to birds–tossed off, discarded crumbs of gluten that wouldn’t matter to a girl Iike me who has to spit out cold pizza when I forget AGAIN that I’m allergic. 

Old habits die hard. 

After 9 years of dependability you started small: 

“I’ll be there at 11.”

“I’ll call you later.”

“I’ll talk to you soon.”

This final promise a nail in the coffin of a friendship which may or may not still breathe. We forgot to check. Perhaps it’s a vampire and it will revive if we open the casket in a few months?

But, maybe it really was fragile and human all along. 

All humans have an expiration date. Like milk. 

I keep remembering your arms. I thought I had you memorized but still you’re fading away. I remember how fiercely you held me and lifted me into the air– your embrace a thing I could call into.

I remember trying to forget you in Italy. Rumpled white sheets, Gotye on the television. 
My boyfriend attempted to build a fort around me.

I remember Tom kissing my hand in the theater, lifting me into the air for Listerine kisses–his towering frame filling the doorway.
I have always sought out the safety of height.

But I always came back to you. You were my home. Not just an island in my ocean. A place where I could go when rains fell. 

My gutter. 

But, you don’t define me. Lack of you does not make me less whole. I thought you were my missing rib.I thought strings attached our hearts and that cutting those strings would leave me gaping open, bleeding internally.

But I’m still me. I’m still warm, my skin is still a healthy color. Curly-haired, blue-eyed, left-handed artist. Christian pagan, 5’2″, vibrant dancer, massage maven, world traveler, writer, yogi, cat woman. 

You wanted me to be Harley in love with a madman who never loved her back. But as I write I remember who I am. I remember how I feel. I remember what I’ve lost and what I’ve kept. I realize I don’t need to be afraid. 

In the morning I wake up sweating. Overnight the seasons have changed. 
&I am a little blast furnace. A little engine who can.

-written by Joy Boardman, March 10, 2016


Massage Question: Why should I drink more water after a massage?

“Why do massage therapists always tell me to drink water after a massage? And what are these “toxins” they mention?”


Massage stimulates the lymphatic system. The lymphatic system is like the garbage pail of the circulatory system. It filters all the waste products out of your body.



(Which is why when you are sick, your lymph nodes swell because they are handling a lot of junk all at once)


Your lymph system doesn’t have a pump like the circulatory system but the body naturally filters a certain amount through the lymphatic system throughout the course of the day when you walk around and move. BUT during a one hour massage, your body filters that ENTIRE amount that it normally would during a WHOLE DAY! Isn’t that cool??


So, you want to flush that stuff out, otherwise it’s like holding in your pee….the stuff that should be out, stays in and can cause muscle soreness or headaches.


This is also why:
*You may have to get up to pee during a massage or pee right after

*And why you should ALWAYS drink water every day to keep your lymphatic system happy and flushed.




Savanna’s Testimonial: Pregnancy Massage on PlanetJoy

Savanna has been coming to me for a couple of years now and she’s due July 31st. Before she got crazy busy with her new baby, I wanted to ask her some questions about her experience with pregnancy massage.

As soon as Savanna told me she’d found out that she was pregnant, back in February, I decided to take a prenatal and postpartum massage course. The class was a wonderful experience (I got to work on a woman the day before she was induced!)

Together, Savanna and I have had a lot of fun practicing and perfecting the most amazing pregnancy massage experience.

Name: Savanna

Age: 27

Did you have any objections or skepticism about pregnancy massage?

I actually was a little bit skeptical.

While I am a big fan of massage, I was skeptical about whether or not I could still enjoy it if I couldn’t lay on my back or stomach.

I wasn’t sure exactly how it would work or if I would just have to lay on my side the whole time.

Mainly I think I just didn’t know exactly what to expect so I was skeptical about whether or not it would be as comfortable or relaxing as a regular massage.

What were some of your concerns or worries?

I was mainly worried or concerned at the beginning about whether or not it was completely safe for the baby.

I had read some mixed reviews online about the safety especially for the first trimester.

I had also read that sometimes massage made morning sickness worse.

(*Special note: the reason massage can have a bad rep for first trimester is that the first trimester is a very sensitive time and many women do not end up carrying to term. When something happens and the pregnancy is terminated, the massage is not a direct cause, but all the pain from losing the baby can often lead women to search for a cause. Because of this it’s important to work lightly and check in a LOT with the woman to make sure she feels comfortable, healthy, and safe.

Also, in the case of losing a baby, massage is excellent for mental health and emotional healing.)

What were you hoping would happen?

I was hoping that my skepticism and/or worries would be for no reason and that I would enjoy pregnancy massage as much if not more than regular massage.

Why did you choose to come to me (instead of someone else)? What made you trust me?

I had already had good experiences with your massages so that helped.

Also I know that you are always reading and researching so I knew that you would be well versed in what was safe and unsafe for both me and the baby.

Plus knowing that you went to the effort to take the pre-natal class was reassuring as well.

But even without the prenatal class I was confident that you would do your homework and look into what was and wasn’t safe for pregnancy so that was reassuring.

What can other people expect? Juicy details, please! What were some highlights of the experience?

Pregnancy massage is obviously somewhat different than a regular massage, but it is also the same in many ways.

With the physical changes that pregnancy brings come a lot of aches and pains, and you need a relaxing massage more than ever.

Despite what I originally had thought, the massages can be just as relaxing as a regular massage, they are just a little different.

The “cloud” was also very nice. (*A special combination concoction of pillows to prop you up so you can have your head, neck, arms, and feet worked on. Feels like floating on a cloud….) 

Because I was propped up on pillows I rarely felt nauseous or lightheaded.

When I did I always was able to be adjusted in a way that alleviated that feeling.

It was also helpful that you were very open minded and always willing to make little adjustments as we went to make sure that I was always comfortable.

What concerns or worries were taken care of?

I was reassured after talking to one of our midwives who actually said not only is it safe but that they recommend massage and/or chiropractic care.

I was also reassured that you took the prenatal massage class so I was very confident that you would know what was and was not recommended during pregnancy.

I also appreciated that you were open to trying different things and I always felt comfortable letting you know if we needed to adjust my position, if I needed another pillow, etc.

What was different about this experience compared to regular massages?

The most obvious is that you can’t lay on your stomach or your back.  Other than that the experience as surprisingly similar.

The added stretches and the tummy massage is an extra perk.

What pleasantly surprised you?

I was surprised that despite having a different position for the massage it was really just as relaxing as a regular massage.

What was most satisfying about the experience?

Massages were great in helping relieve the aches and pains of pregnancy, as well as relieving the tension from stress and anxiety that comes with pregnancy.

It was nice to take an hour a month (or sometimes a couple of hours a month) to relax.

(*Savanna, it’s been an honor working on you throughout your pregnancy. Because I’ve worked on you every month it’s been so cool to watch your baby grow.
Thank you for being patient while I figured everything out. I know you said it felt good even the first few times when I was a little unsteady with all the techniques.
I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you better. AND it was SO COOL to be one of the very FIRST people to hear about your pregnancy!! (Even before your parents, wow.)
I can’t wait to meet your little baby and get to know her :) 

Wordy Wednesday Writing Exercise: Tandem

Driving around in your beat up cadillac you play my favorite songs and reach over to brush some hair out of my face. Ever since I got my hair cut shorter, curls stick out in weird directions like television antennae. At least I’m getting good reception. 

Last night you took me out for lobster on your tandem bike. My feet kept slipping off the pedals….at one point I think I was even trying to drive us backwards. But, you kept your head up, guiding us safely, as always. 

We stopped at the top of the mountain and breathed in new perspective. I said, “Look how my glasses change color when I tilt my head. Are they rose colored or is this my blue period? Are we half full or half empty?”

(I was resisting the urge to throw myself off the edge of the scenic overlook.)

I’m tired of pedaling uphill all the time. Even with you in the lead, it’s hard work. 

I’m learning to ask you for things. I gave you my hand to pull me back from the edge. “I can hear snakes in the grass and I think it’s time to leave.”


Untitled Writer Prompt- Three Days Long


3 days long.
I’ve been holding my breath down here.
Avoiding the stench of these unsifted emotions that we just step over all the time like mounds of moldy wreckage in a hoarders house. Frightening and violent. We’ve been in denial for so long that I don’t even know what is real anymore.

I drag these piles with me everywhere I go. Last night I Googled: “when is it okay to let go?” And Google wasn’t feeling lucky so it turned up some file on cliff diving without a parachute. I think I will try to find away to apply my research.

Step one:
Get a running start.

Step two:
Don’t stop until you hit the bottom.

Step three and four:
Collect yourself again, and begin to walk in unknown territory, exposed, alone. You didn’t expect to survive so you’ve brought nothing with you. Become wild.

I think three days is too long to live without hearing your voice. I hum to myself as I walk along and my voice bounces off the canyon walls, keeping me company. I have learned how to survive a fall and when I make it home to you, I will no longer be afraid.

We will begin by gently touching each other’s mouths with rocks I found by the river. You’ll whisper that you never felt like you belonged here. I will smile with my crazy eyes and you’ll understand that I never felt safe anywhere until I was left to die.

-Joy Boardman, March 23, 2015

Joy Boardman

Massage Therapist and Collage Art Therapist

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Devotion: My Commitment to Myself and to the World

DEVOTION: My commitment to myself — and the world — for 2015.

My name is Joy.

Starting today, I am devoting myself to the following projects:

–Being completely debt free.

–Being generous.

–Reaching out and being vulnerable.

I am devoting myself to these projects because I care about other people and feel that we are not meant to live life alone.

These projects deserve my full focus, attention, discipline and love.

Starting today, I am releasing the following from my life:

–Scarcity thinking.

–Pretending that I don’t have enough.

–Poor time management.

I am releasing these things because I need to create time & energy for giving to others.

These things no longer have a place in my life.

I believe that the world needs more kindness and generosity and that’s what I am here to create.

I may not be able to give millions to every charity, but I can do my part to help.

The very next step is to pay for people behind me.

And then after that, to actively seek out people to help.

When things feel overwhelming, I will remind myself that my job is simply to: spread love and kindness.

I have the power to leave the world, and the people around me, in better condition than I found them.

I don’t have to “reach” for that power. I have it, right now.

Anybody can serve.

I am devoted.

I am focused.

I am ready.

I know what I am here to do.

I am officially signing this agreement — with myself — on Feb 25th, 2014

Joy Boardman

Every word is true.

How I Plan to Make 2015 the Best Year of My Life.


1. One habit I’m going to build.

I am going to continue eating healthy foods–3x a day. Nothing with ingredients I can’t pronounce. Less sugar, dairy, and bread.

2. One bad habit I’m going to break.

Wasting time online.

3. One person I’m going to forgive.


4. One person I’m going to befriend or reconnect with.

Vanessa, my aunt Terri, and LeeAnn

5. One person I’m going to spend more time with.

Anne, Laura, Ros

6. One way I’m going to strengthen my personal relationship.

More honesty about wants and feelings.


7. One thing I’m going to create.

Financial security.

8. One negative belief I’m going to drop.

That being debt-free should make me feel guilty.

9. One positive belief I’m going to reinforce.

When you take care of your body, it will take care of you.

10. One unhealthy food I’m going to stop eating.

Anything with unpronouncable ingredients.

11. One healthy food I’m going to start eating.


12. One book I’m going to read.

Memoirs of a Geisha.

13. One place I’m going to visit.

Colorado for my cousins graduation.

14. One adventure I’m going to go on.

Mini-vacation in a b&b when I am out of debt.

15. One hobby I’m going to try.

Making lavender sachets.

16. One personal development goal I’m going to achieve.

Being more generous.


17. One fitness goal I’m going to achieve.

Working out every day, again.

18. One new food I’m going to try.

Overnight oats & cricket flour.

19. One fear I’m going to overcome.

Fear of totally unknown territory: debt-free living and total responsibility.

20. One risk I’m going to take.

Becoming more vulnerable.


21. One thing I’m going to throw out.

Stuff in the hallway.

22. One thing I’m going to save for and purchase.

My 6-month sabbatical for 2016.

23. One way I’m going to make more money.

Collage parties and retreat in the fall/winter.

24. One expense I’m cutting out.


25. One way I’m going to stop wasting time.

Using my time wisely. Only 25 minutes on each phone task (2x) and then no more screen time.

26. One skill I’m going to learn.

How to spend money wisely, again.

27. One class I’m going to take or workshop I’m going to attend.

Prenatal massage class

28. One way I’m going to make myself indispensable at work.

Pregnancy massage!

29. One thing I will no longer tolerate.

My grandmother treating my mom poorly.

30. One way I’m going to keep my energy high.

Eat at appropriate times. Rest when I need to.

31. One way I’m going to relax and de-stress.

Naps. Looking out the window and watching the birds. Yoga.

32. One way I’m going to get better sleep.

Reading before bed.

33. One way I’m going to have more fun.

More game nights.

34. One small way in which I’m going to make the world a better place.


35. One bucket list item I’m crossing off.

Clearing up acne scars.

36. One way I’m going to follow my bliss.

Remembering to reach out. We are not meant to live life alone.


Also: learning acceptance.


You, too, can use these questions to make a plan for yourself & make 2015 the best year of YOUR life!

Thank you for reading!

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True Story: I Have Apeirophobia (the fear of infinity)


Apeirophobia is also known as:

⊙The fear of infinity

⊙Infinity phobia

⊙The fear of space going on forever

⊙The fear of things that never end

Infinity is a floorless room without walls or ceiling.



Shortness of breath or smothering sensation

Palpitations, pounding heart, or accelerated heart rate

Feeling unsteady, dizzy, lightheaded, or faint

“Eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time, and sometimes it seemed to me that her abandonment touched that strange mathematical point of endlessness, a point with no width, occupying no space.”
-Graham Greene


Ever since I was little, I’ve had panic attacks whenever I thought about the fact that when we die (no matter what your beliefs are) the ending is perpetual.

People from church used to try to reassure me by reminding me how wonderful heaven will be, but that’s not the point. The point is that your life never actually ENDS.

I’m not even that afraid of dying because you die and then that part is over.

If I go to heaven, I’ll be in a beautiful place with God and people I love….FOREVER.
If nothing happens, nothing happens…..FOREVER.

There’s no getting out of it. It’s inevitable and it’s forever. And ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever…..

The most helpful thing for me has been to bring myself back to the present moment and consider it like a journey.

When you plan for a journey, you have all these preconceived notions but once you are actually there it is so very different from what you expected and you just put one foot in front of the other.

“”I mean, d’you know what eternity is? There’s this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there’s this little bird-”

“What little bird?” said Aziraphale suspiciously.

“This little bird I’m talking about. And every thousand years-”

“The same bird every thousand years?”

Crowley hesitated. “Yeah,” he said.

“Bloody ancient bird, then.”

“Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-”


“-flies all the way to this mountain and sharpens its beak-”

“Hold on. You can’t do that. Between here and the end of the universe there’s loads of-” The angel waved a hand expansively, if a little unsteadily. “Loads of buggerall, dear boy.”

“But it gets there anyway,” Crowley persevered.


“It doesn’t matter!”

“It could use a space ship,” said the angel.

Crowley subsided a bit. “Yeah,” he said. “If you like. Anyway, this bird-”

“Only it is the end of the universe we’re talking about,” said Aziraphale. “So it’d have to be one of those space ships where your descendants are the ones who get out at the other end. You have to tell your descendants, you say, When you get to the Mountain, you’ve got to-” He hesitated. “What have
they got to do?”

“Sharpen its beak on the mountain,” said Crowley. “And then it flies back-”

“-in the space ship-”

“And after a thousand years it goes and does it all again,” said Crowley quickly.

There was a moment of drunken silence.

“Seems a lot of effort just to sharpen a beak,” mused Aziraphale.

“Listen,” said Crowley urgently, “the point is that when the bird has worn the mountain down to nothing, right, then-”

Aziraphale opened his mouth. Crowley just knew he was going to make some point about the relative hardness of birds’ beaks and granite mountains, and plunged on quickly.

“-then you still won’t have finished watching The Sound of Music.”

Aziraphale froze.

“And you’ll enjoy it,” Crowley said relentlessly. “You really will.”

“My dear boy-”

“You won’t have a choice.”


“Heaven has no taste.”


“And not one single sushi restaurant.”

A look of pain crossed the angel’s suddenly very serious face.”

-from Good Omens by Neil Gaiman

Money, prosperity, and abundance: the true meaning of financial freedom

image Warning: rambling ahead.

I’m almost completely out of debt, and as I come into the homestretch I’ve been thinking a lot about money, prosperity and abundance and what it means to me.

I actually grew up pretty poor. I basically lived in the projects….our neighbors were always fighting (one time my mom had to go to the hospital because our neighbor punched her in the face), our neighbors downstairs grew marijuana, there were needles on the playground, people shot at the sign at the entrance to our apartment complex…..

I was also the only child of a single parent. My mom was in debt until I graduated from high school (she made it her goal to get out by that time and she did it!!) We were always on foodstamps and always having to put things back at the register.

All that means is: I was raised knowing the value of things. I knew how to pick out good things from the clearance rack & I knew even though we were on foodstamps we were gonna get the good tuna (save the dolphins!!)

When I graduated from high school, I went to a private college two separate years and left both times because the idea of going into so much debt and not even knowing what I wanted to DO with my life was completely crippling.

It took me 7 years after graduating highschool to find my calling. I took years off in between and traveled the world and worked. I went to massage school in 2011. & then I went back to community college and got my associates degree (for free because I was poor….yay FAFSA!).

So I have been in debt since 2004 and I was just ignoring it and hoping it would go away…. until October 2013.

Thankfully it was only $16,649 total. Some kids go to school for ONE YEAR and end up with more than that.

The fact that young kids are pushed into 4-year universities and saddled with such a gross amount of debt is despicable.

When I graduated from highschool I was a very smart kid so I figured I’d go to a 4-year uni….I didn’t even know what loans meant!! They just pushed papers at me.

I think every student should be required to take a finance class before graduation.

Anyway, in October 2014  I decided it was time to become serious about my debt.

Now, in January 2015 I only have a little over $3000 left to pay off.

As I head into a finally financially secure future, I actually feel a little intimidated.

First, I feel kinda guilty. Here I am, 28.5 years old and I will be debt free. There are so many people who are like $80k+ in debt and will never have the luxury of feeling financially free: To have that weight lifted off their shoulders…..to see an ending in sight.

I also feel a little scared. Freedom is scary. I imagine this must be what it’s like getting out of prison. Yes there’s open air but you are suddenly so responsible for your future.  You have to make sure you don’t mess it up, again.

Money has always been something I didn’t have enough of…my favorite phrase was always, “I can’t afford that.”
Im known for my ability to walk around stores picking things up and then putting them all back.

Now, my money will actually be MINE. And I want to give it away.

Generosity is something I’ve always appreciated.  The idea of people paying for the person behind them, or leaving huge tips for their waitress, has always tugged at me. The way some people feel called to adopt, I’ve always felt called to be generous. So, with my new responsibility I want to be able to take people out to lunch and say, “don’t worry, it’s on me!”

I want to give to charities that stand up for things that I believe are worthy causes like women’s literacy in Asia, and clean drinking water in Guatemala.

I believe the saying that true financial freedom comes from being generous.

So, going into 2015 I’m already practicing being generous and unclenching my fists. I am excited to watch this new chapter in my life unfold.

If I were a novel character.

Shes complicated, determined, sensitive, independent, stubborn, lazy.

She craves comfort and warmth. She has skin hunger and a need to move her body. She loves soft things, deep voices, the wind in the trees, sunshine. She loves loud, gritty music.

She wants to dress up in costumes and eat ice cream while watching funny scary movies. Character development is important to her, she gets attatched.

She wants to dance. She doesnt care if all eyes are on her as long as she’s having fun.

She craves depth over a bottle of wine. Kisses that mean something. Being stretched by life.

She needs new: emotions, experiences, views, foods, sensations.

She wants people to whisper beautiful things in her ears.

She hates waste: wasted time, effort, days…. She is in for the long haul so make it worth her while.

When she loves, she loves raw. She wants to gnaw on the bones of life and she wants them to reward her with juicy marrow.

She’s a wild creature in a tamed body. When you stare in her eyes, you can see the fire flashing in her soul.

She lies bathed in golden sunlight on a soft couch, wrapped only in thick, soft silk. Large graceful cats purring beside her, she scratches their small ears and sinks her quiet hands into their warm bellies. A green plate of angel hair pasta and a glass of Malbec wine sit on a low table next to the couch. Portishead plays scratchily on vinyl behind her.

She’s good at figuring out how things work, what makes people happy, how to touch people the right way. She’s good at dancing, she’s flexible, and her body is full of rhythm. She can organize so fast and purge cutter in the blink of an eye. She can remember the words to every song. She makes a mean pasta sauce and can sit completely still while modeling for 20 minute stints.

Pictures that best represent ME:


Sweaty dancing with an Argentine, Pablo.


Attacking food prepared for me by my best girl, Melissa.



My favorite Halloween: Harley Quinn.


With my mom.



My favorite sparkly birthday (27th)




Best photo shoot I’ve ever modeled for: Josh Kamikaze






With my best friend on the planet, in the history of ever: TJ Hayes.

Autobiography semi-complete.

Uncover Your Passions

What did you love to do when you were little?

I loved dancing, singing to myself, taking pictures, playing dress up, doing puzzles, being outside with trees, talking about big ideas with my friends, making up complicated clubs with lots of rules, playing school, making art, playing with imaginary friends, writing poems and songs….

What are you drawn to? What is something you have seen or experienced that makes you feel so fantastic or hypnotized that you feel like you are on fire?

I love yoga, complicated dances (tango), belly dance, pole dancing, arial dancing, I love watching orchestras, I love baby big cats, I love travelling around the world, I love eating amazing food, I love connecting people and showing them new things….

If you had three different lifetimes and pick three different professions what would they be?

¤ Burlesque trapeze artist

¤ Fire-dancing yogi who travels around the world, street performing

¤ World-food taster with pet-jaguar sidekick

What can you come up with?
Love to Veronica Varlow for this writing prompt.

What is LOVE?


What is love? (“Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more….”)

Love. According to the bible:

Love is patient, kind, does not envy, does not boast, is not proud, is not rude, is not self-seeking, not easily angered, keeps no records of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.

But, what does that MEAN? I have heard those words over and over but haven’t really REALLY grasped the concept. Sooooo I got out my trusty Rogets International Thesaurus ((yay.))

What love IS

Love is patient. Love supports, sustains, bears with, puts up with, stands for, takes what comes, braves, holds still, stands still for, submits, grins and bears it, is armed with patience.

Love is accepting, understanding, indulgent, long-suffering, enduring, disciplined, self-controlled, persevering, humble, adapting. All in good time. Good things come to those who wait. 

Love is good, decent, gracious, warmhearted, tender, loving, affectionate, sympathetic, compassionate, brotherly, sweet, mild, easy to get along with, agreeable

Love is bighearted, generous, considerate, thoughtful, attentive, tactful, mindful of others, has good intentions.

Love is humble, modest, simple, Christlike.

Love comes on bended knee, treats well, does right by, is at ones service, spoils, has heart in the right place, makes love not war.

Love minds ones manners, observes etiquette, waits upon, is graceful, old fashioned, chivalrous, well-mannered & well-spoken, housebroken, refined, ladylike, suave, thinking of others, makes a sacrifice, does unto others, is unpretentious.

Love is devoted, committed, unpossessive, great souled, openhanded, noble, doing the right thing, upright, honest, pure, clean, innocent.

Love plays by the rules, practices what it preaches, speaks the truth, is frank, tells it like it is.

Love is virtuous, full of integrity, openhearted, straightforward, direct, heart to heart, trustworthy, reliable, responsible, faithful.

Love defends, shields, guards, advocates for, champions, fortifies, shelters, keeps safe, nestles, unmolested, undamaged, founded upon a rock, out of harms way, snug, cozy, alls well!

Love takes to heart, attatches weight to, takes on faith, trusts ones word, is confident in, satisfied, certain, easy in ones mind, secure, sure, no doubt, no second thoughts.

Love counts on, looks for, expects, trusts, confides, presumes, feels confident, rests assured, relies on.

Love is optimistic, sunny, of good cheer, upbeat, thinking positively.

Love puts a bold face on, cheers, inspires, supports, promises, looks up, encourages.

Love persists, keeps going, endures, holds on, stays.

Love is faithful, undiscouraged, rain or shine, come what may, all the way.


Next we will look at what love is NOT.