Con’t From these previous posts: “What’s that you say?? Total honesty??” and “Looooonnnnng history of lying. . .”
Lying is insidious. Someone that begins to lie for certain reasons, in specific areas over time can’t contain it. Without noticing it slowly creeps around and sends off shoots like vines on the side of a house. Left untended, they’ll cover the house and destroy it. That was me.
Con’t from the last post.
As I was saying…
I have a loooooooong history with lying. Goes back to when I was a kid. Lying was typically preferred to slaps in the face. The belt across my legs. Things like that. I tried being truthful. But somehow it just didn’t seem to work as well. So if I sensed, and I learned to have the razor sharp, keen sense of a lion on (more…)
TODAY…
was more of the same. Locked to my computer, making it happen. Left around 4:45, got my kids, went to the new Silly Bandz store and got them the Christmas set, went to Barnes and Nobel we all drooled over books, the kids submitted an addendum to their Christmas lists, then to Walmart with just Grace. Had a blast, we Christmas shopped a little. Took her home. Talked with my daughter Blessing for an hour plus. Talked with Ben for about an hour. Home at midnight to, you guessed it… get on the computer. 
I could end here, but that would be disappointing. But I HAVE to tell you something more meaningful. It starts with this blog…
Becoming Jennie captured my attention straight out of the shoot: The brutal honesty riveted me to her page. I’ve been reading her for, what? A couple weeks now. It’s her honesty that amazes me. It’s practically brutal. She’s on the show Sex Rehab. I’ve not watched it. Time is an issue. Then, well, I’d have to find the channel it’s on. Those sort of things I put off. But I did Google it last night. I watched clips from the show and was blow away by these people. Honest to the bone. Some just zipped the info out without a hitch. Some were having a tough time. But all wanted to be free. And I think I’m remembering this right, all/most want to have a sincere relationship with one person. But their addiction blocks them. They destroy that for themselves. Now I want to watch the show. That means finding the channel…
After viewing them I sat back gob-stopped. Marveling. And inspired. Why? I’ve been practicing honesty for something like four years now with John1. We’re both into awakening/healing/consciousness. It’s our thing. So we work together. Read books and discuss them. Watch movies, discuss them. Dig into our issues. Talk about them…
He’s like 20 miles ahead of me so he ultimately helps me more in some ways. But we both benefit. Well one day he came up with this new “thing” for us to strive for: absolute honesty with each other. I’m talking the unveiled, all the time, sort of honesty. Honesty that can hurt. I saw the value and agreed…bush baby has this been tough to get to. Harder for me than him. Nothing like having a friend hold my feet to the fire! There’s been tremendous growth. But first I had to come to see how much I lied. OUCH. See, I have a loooonnnnnggggg history with lying…
That’s where I’ll pick up tomorrow. 
I’ve always loved television mini-series…
Night, Love ya,
Theresa Jane
-who just looked at her clock and is startled, it’s 4:17 a.m. eeeeekkkkkkk…
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