It’s taken me a long time to understand some basic stop gaps for shame spirals and awful news. I’m still working on it. I had to put some into practice today so I thought I’d reiterate.
The Muffin Story
I read a short fanfiction story a few years ago that sewed itself into my resolve. I was married and deeply unhappy and spent whatever […]
They Were Just Dreams
This morning, I want to take a moment to bless pleasant dreams and undisturbed sleep. I have always dreamed vividly, playing out elaborate fantasies through the night. There’s a dream about red and blue kingdoms I had when I was nine I still remember (and a coincidental precursor to my adult obsession with all things red and blue).
The Best Compliment I Ever Received
Brené Brown writes that shame drives two big tapes: “never good enough” and “who do you think you are?”
Sanctuaries
I find a sanctuary on my balcony yestereve, with Einstein bulbs strung up and a blanket on my legs and a laptop on my lap where writing coming easier for once.
Impermanence
Impermanence. The antithesis to the forever two little girls imagined on a trampoline. We wondered about God and the blackness when we closed our eyes […]
February Is Over
If you’re going to have a bad month, it might as well be February. It’s the shortest and you’re not wasting good weather on a […]
On the Ice
There was a day in the winter
Where we walked out on the ice
Great frozen waves cresting on the lakeshore
Blinding white but for our dark coats