This past year kicked my ass. Yeah, I know, I’m not supposed to swear and there’s probably some eloquent poetic prose written by Robert Frost or Shakespeare that would capture it better. I know. But that’s not the vibe today, so we’re going with what we’ve got. I haven’t posted in a while, and despiteContinue reading “Gutted, Grown, and (still) Grateful: A Reflection on Strength, Surrender, and Softness”
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2024 – Shaking it Up
Here we are. It’s officially 2025 – in fact, several weeks in. (Actually, more like a whole month…) While I am usually quick to write, reflect and set intentions, this year kind of chaotically stumbled and rolled along without much pause. I started this blog with the intention of committing myself to focusing more onContinue reading “2024 – Shaking it Up”
On Being Enjoyed
For those who don’t know, I am on some days, a child psychiatrist, on other days, an obsessed dog mom, and on most days, a complete and total hot mess. Lately less hot, and more mess. What can I say? It’s life…. And life is messy. In true spirit of my waffling identity, I haveContinue reading “On Being Enjoyed”
Interlude
When I started this blog in 2021-ish, I meant it to be a writing practice that I secretly hoped would eventually give me enough disciple, ideas, and experience, to allow me to write a book. Someday. As life got in the way, social obligations resumed, work took over, I started to write every few months,Continue reading “Interlude”
Self-Love: A Tall Tale
I have had a long and complicated relationship with myself for a pretty long time. My official Facebook status, if anyone is using that anymore, would be “complicated – in relationship with myself.” I haven’t been one to be particularly confident in myself. I can certainly name more things I dislike about myself than thingsContinue reading “Self-Love: A Tall Tale”
One Day
Over the summer, I tried my hand at the Billy Collins Poetry Masterclass. Am I a poet? Nope. In fact, I am certain that my “poetry” will have Mary Oliver, Robert Frost, and Edgar Allen Poe rolling over in their graves. Rilke would write letters telling me to never quit my day job. Regardless, IContinue reading “One Day”
On Being
What does it mean “to be?” A simple Google search will autofill “to be” into a plethora of options: How to be more productive How to be less of yourself. How to be authentic How to be happy How to be mindful How to be ___ (fill in the blank with any choice verb) WeContinue reading “On Being”
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