Resurrection

I had put this blog to rest because I wasn't sure where I was going with it.  Last night it hit me and so here we are resurrected.

I have a purpose in this life, I know what it is but I can't quite bring it to fruition.  If I were native and the year was 1818 I would be in training as a Shaman or Wise One.  (Not that I think I'm wise now, that's what I would be training for).

People come to me for help.  My best friend, my ex-husband, an ex-co-worker, my family.  All looking for advice or just a sympathetic ear.  I don't claim to be able to "fix" their problems I just have a knack for being able to assess and offer possible scenarios for them to follow to find their own "fix".  This is why I'm here.  I'm a healer of sorts.  I'm not perfect however, believe me I know this first hand.  I have many faults and I've made my share of mistakes.  It's what I take from these lessons that enables me to know "just what to say" (as I've been told) and when to say it.

My intent with this blog is to impart the vast wisdom I have gained on my personal journey.  Some of it you will recognize from previous blogs but I'm hoping most of it will be fresh.  And by vast wisdom, I probably mean pointless rambling, but that's subjective and I'll let you decide.

Welcome to "Spilt Milk" may you find the answer you are searching for.

Tammy.