Love is not built in the absence of conflict.
It is built in the way two people move through difference without losing the heart between them.
New on From the Threshold: Love Requires Friction substack.com/@carrielauer...
They don’t educate their people and you want them to be smart?
I told the electrician my husband used to do all the electrical work. He asked what I learned. I said, “If I took good care of him, I’d never have to do electrical work.”
Predicting Donald Trump’s behavior is like nailing Jell-O to a tree.
The storm does not end when one figure exits the room if the architecture of obedience remains intact.
The storm does not end when one figure exits the room if the architecture of obedience remains intact.
How to Make a Killing (2026)
Heir to a multi-billion dollar fortune, reclaim his inheritance, no matter how many relatives stand in his way.
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I do not love the moon alone. I love what happens when the world reaches up to hold it.
Now that skill that’s why I like baseball.
Humans are the factor unknown.
Every system forgets this at its peril. People are not equations. They carry memory, fear, hope, ego, conscience, and the irreducible power of choice.
That is where every blueprint meets reality.
We spend so much of life asking why no one came to save us. What if grace was never rescue, but presence? substack.com/@carrielauer...
Left woman:
“He seems nice…”
Right woman:
“He texted me five inspirational emojis at 6 AM.”
Left woman:
“…we need to talk.”
Well, we might have to eat our words because we’re gonna celebrate when it happens to him.
He can teach people how to kiss Trump’s ass to get a pardon. It’s called payment and bullshit.
Well, you know what they say, “You can’t fix stupid.”
Google co-founder spends $45m in fight against California billionaire tax
You can sit in the dark hallway trying to meditate your way into light…
or you can look down and ask:
where the hell is the plug.
New piece up. #Substack
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After a successful morning hunt—three tennis balls defeated, one peanut-butter Kong conquered, and a strip of bacon secured—the lioness finally rests. The savannah grows quiet.
When I don’t wear a bra, I can’t tell if men are looking at my boobs or my belly button. At my age, even gravity isn’t sure.
Mr. Right didn’t come while I was with Mr. Wrong.
He appeared when I had the courage to stand alone and grow.
Fremont Street neon. Tracers in the lights. Teenage laughter. A desert night at Lake Mead. And a moment when I knew with absolute certainty… I was a bush. 🌵
New story on Substack: Fremont Street, Tracers, and Sagebrush substack.com/@carrielauer...
Sobriety gave me more than freedom from alcohol it changed the way I think. Today I realized how deeply the teachings of Alcoholics Anonymous shaped my life, carrying me through caregiving, grief, and grace. I walked into those rooms on Aug 15, 1999. One day at a time.
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I woke up to headlines about the U.S. bombing Iran and felt the familiar spike of fear. Instead of spiraling, I asked questions. What’s likely? What’s not? Are we powerless? The morning after the headlines is quieter than the night before. We are awake — not doomed. open.substack.com/pub/fromthet...
When you’ve given narcissist immunity and you give a narcissist a weapon, you give America a war.
thought my big dog needed more than I could give. Turns out she just needed me. “The Dog I Couldn’t Rehome. open.substack.com/pub/fromthet...
Doggy interrogation she wants to know what I did with her toy little does she know she’s actually laying on it.
The interrogation has begun
This little princess refused to pee because the rain was personally offensive.
She tried to shake it off like I scheduled it.
Now she’s Velcroed to me under a blanket.
Honestly? I respect the standards. 👑🌧️🐾
Sometimes the walls built around us are made of love. Brick by careful brick, named safety, meant to protect. But growth still asks for pressure, for leaning into resistance. Even unwitnessed, even unapplauded — I rise. substack.com/@carrielauer...
After watching that hearing, I’m confident she’d thrive anywhere questions aren’t allowed
Forever and for always, my valentine. He’s been gone almost 2 years and I miss him like it was yesterday.
