Category Archives: On friendship

Dumbing down is not an option

Yeah, I know I should be organizing my house.  I’m really feeling run down with the cold I contracted from my daughter.  So I am resting and nursing my health and blogging instead. *** I’ve wasted no small amount of … Continue reading

Posted in creativity, faith, gifted adults, gifted children, gifted support, highly sensitive person, mindfulness, On friendship, people suck, personal growth, personal issues, social and emotional issues of the gifted | 17 Comments


Wow, nine days without a post. Crazy, but true. My grandmother died (I’ll talk about that after the funeral on Tuesday, I think). I read. And ruminated. I wrote in my journal. And corresponded with friends. And ruminated some more. … Continue reading

Posted in creating harmony, On friendship, personal growth | 15 Comments

Sorry about the mess

Okay…let’s put this in perspective… That last post…truly, not really nice on my part. I love people.  Really, really. No, people don’t have to be smart to be my friend.  Everybody has something they are good at.  I want to … Continue reading


Posted in On friendship, personal growth, personal issues | 2 Comments

Tough lesson to learn…

I think I have pretty much decided that there is something I am supposed to be learning here that I can not learn as long as I keep trying to make friends. I’m actually not depressed or frustrated.  This isn’t … Continue reading

Posted in career, combining science and motherhood, gifted adults, intellectual stuff, Intensity, On friendship | 2 Comments

This other me…this other life

A metamorphic process is underway in me.   It’s something that began 6 years ago…when I stepped out of the treadmill of conventional service-for-pay employment. I’ve been engaged in some online conversation about finding meaningful work when you have many gifts/talents … Continue reading

Posted in butterfly, career, combining science and motherhood, creative space, gifted adults, gifted support, intellectual stuff, Intensity, introspection, On friendship, personal growth, personal issues, selective mutism | 5 Comments

The journey continues.

I’ve been stuck in awareness but no growth, hung suspended in time, grappling with the past and the impact on my present. I have had MANY revelations as to why I’m stuck. Stumbling on the concept that I probably have … Continue reading

Posted in existentialism, gifted adults, gifted children, gifted support, incompleteness, intellectual stuff, Intensity, On friendship, overexcitabilities, personal growth, personal issues, Writing, Yalom | Leave a comment

Well, things are looking up.

Some good things have happened in the past few days. 1.  I was not rejected for the microbiology job I interviewed last December for the reasons I thought.  I got a phone call from the original woman who called me … Continue reading

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Is hyper-intensity without a focus like a rebel without a cause?

I am struggling again, this time very acutely and need to find a focus – that direction at which I could channel all my creative energy and intensity which is now currently diffuse and ephemeral.  I am trying to apply … Continue reading

Posted in highly sensitive mom, Intensity, On friendship, overexcitabilities | 4 Comments

So maybe I underestimate the value of play dates

My daughter K was invited to a play date today at a friend’s house from school.  I dropped her off at the girls house and had to run to take youngest daughter E to her kindergarten screening test. I don’t … Continue reading

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Too bad I can’t thank J.D. Salinger now that he’s dead

There’s that old synchronicity again… I recently shared some of my angst-riddled stream of consciousness writings (from when I was a confused 19 year old with a broken heart and a troubled mind) with my friend B last week, in … Continue reading

Posted in gifted support, introspection, my stories, On friendship, paying it forward, personal growth, sometimes I'm so damn insightful, spreading joy, Writing | Leave a comment