Current writing projects, musings, and various tidbits from
Lady Misty Gebhart
Fresh Ink
Changing Course
I’ve been writing all day.
…and I mean, All DAY!
When I put the final “.” on the end of the last piece that I was writing for the July section of my latest book, I froze.
What did I just write?
What am I doing?….
Calling All Coffee Lovers…
The new book is coming along swimmingly!
I have so many coffee facts, traditions, historical stories, reflection prompts, and quotes all ready to go into formatting.
What’s left?
Coffee conversations and recipes.
I am writing the coffee conversations to be…
Excerpt: The Tables That Changed My Life
I am in the full stride of writing now and today, I want to share another excerpt with you from the new book. This is fresher than the cup of coffee that I am currently sipping on, so I hope that you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
The Tables That Changed My Life
When I was young, I spent a lot of time at my grandmother’s kitchen table.
Of course, that is where we ate meals. But it was more than a place to pass plates and clear dishes. My grandma’s table was where…
Coffee Thoughts
Two years ago I had an idea for a book. Devotional-style. Something you could pick up every day, maybe while drinking your morning coffee, that would give you a little boost to get you through the day ahead.
That book eventually became…
Writing a Book is Like….
For me, writing a book is like an insurmountable challenge, until I dig into it.
That is my reality. I think about it every day.
How do I want to do this?
How should I word that?
(Read the blog for an excerpt from my latest book project!)
You’d Never Say It to a Friend
You would never say the things you say to yourself to someone you love.
You would never call a friend disgusting for gaining weight. You would never call her stupid for making a mistake. You would never tell her she is behind, not enough, or too broken to be loved.
But many women hear that kind of cruelty in their own heads every single day — and call it motivation.
What makes the inner critic so dangerous is not…
Everything Must Go!
Ah, yes…. long time, no see.
I have been pondering the trajectory of Inspired Chapter for a couple months.
Where do I go?
What do I do next?
What is working?
What isn’t?
Nothing Changes Until You Decide It Does
At some point, awareness stops being enough.
You can recognize the voice.
You can understand why it formed.
You can even nod along when someone says, “Be kinder to yourself.”
And still… nothing changes.
Because insight without interruption is just…
The Voice Isn’t Mean. It’s Scared.
Here’s the part most women don’t want to hear:
Your inner critic didn’t show up to ruin you.
It showed up to…
Your Nervous System Is Listening
There is a voice in your head that sounds like you.
You think it’s just a thought.
It’s not.
When you call yourself lazy…
Your body doesn’t shrug.
When you say, “I always screw things up”…
Your nervous system doesn’t roll its eyes.
When you replay that awkward moment from years ago and whispers…
The Voice You Think Is You
There is a voice in your head that sounds like you.
It comments on your body when you pass a mirror.
It critiques your tone after a conversation.
It reminds you of something embarrassing from five years ago while you’re trying to fall asleep.
It doesn’t scream.
It narrates.
And the dangerous part?…
That Pesky Inner Critic
I am working on writing the upcoming content for the March release and I thought I would share the opening of the full-length article.
Please enjoy this excerpt:
When Your Thoughts Turn Against You
Before I ever began this self‑love journey, there was never a moment when I was kind to myself between my ears. Not one….
Boundaries Set and Held
I don’t know about you, but boundaries are tough for me.
Growing up, I learned that being a people pleaser kept me safe. My very early years were formed in a home where physical abuse was the norm. My father pretended he was the bare-knuckle boxer who…
Reclaiming Yourself: A Homecoming After a Lifetime of Shrinking
There comes a moment in a woman’s life when she realizes she’s been shrinking for so long that her own reflection feels like a guest — someone she hasn’t properly introduced herself to in years.
My moment didn’t arrive like a Hollywood revelation.
It was more like tripping over my own truth while trying to play small.
Merry Christmas From My Family To Yours
Everything was just about done.
Presents were wrapped.
Groceries for Christmas Dinner were shopped for.
Decorating was all done.
I was so ready for Christmas.
Visibility Mode Activated
Last week, I talked about the rollercoaster ride that my life has been. The low lows. The dizzying heights.
Let me tell you what those lows and heights actually look like in real time…
Last week, I was ready to throw in the towel. Call it quits. Give up and give in on my dream of helping others with Inspired Chapter.
I started panic applying for jobs. Planning out how quickly I could find a way to pay off my loans and just be done with all of it. Fade back into obscurity.
This was a low low.
Life on Shuffle: Living with a Jukebox Brain
Let me give you a tiny glimpse of what it's like to live between my ears…
It’s like a radio station with no off switch.
Random song lyrics. All. Day. Long.
Someone says a word, and boom—a new song starts playing. I read something, and the mental DJ hits “next.” I walk into a room and suddenly I'm in a completely different musical genre.
I decided to channel this frenzy into something viable and…
Learning My Worthiness
I have been writing like it is my job!
Writing. Editing. Building. Creating.
I don’t know what has gotten into me but it wants OUT in the worst way and as quickly as possible.
If I am not actively writing, I am thinking about it, plotting it out, or jotting down notes.
I decided to channel this frenzy into something viable and…
Burning the Midnight Oil
It is late. Just about midnight to be exact.
I can hear my husband happily snoring away down the hall.
So, why am I awake when I could be in dreamland with him?
I have been absolutely chomping at the bit to get all the completed courses reformatted and happy in their new home on this beautiful new website.
One Small Promise
For more than forty years, I lived like I was on mute. I tried to stay small, keep the peace, and never take up too much space. I avoided mirrors, skipped basic self-care, and talked to myself with cruelty I would never use on anyone else. My life ran on chaos and survival, and I honestly believed I had no worth.