I Was Judged Today and I Lived
Our avoidance of judgement is impossible. The first person to do it to me today was me. And I know the guy in the car did too.
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From No People to Communal High
I have made a long journey From No People to a Communal High. My story about how I began to see my worth and my need to belong..
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Thank You for Sharing…Your Feelings
As hard as it seems to hear sometimes, we need to ask, “What do you think?” And we’ll get someone’s honest, or not, opinions and thoughts on what we asked. And underneath that dialogue are the feelings that either come from or caused these thoughts. Because as uncomfortable as feelings are, they are still there…
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I am Tarred and Feathered and it’s Not 10AM
Today is one of those days where I’m experiencing a crisis in confidence, a toppling of convictions. I don’t feel very clever or confident. And I can sit here and notice all the facts that prove this. I don’t know how to type. I’m a hunt and peck writer, shameful. Still haven’t mustered the courage…
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Living Your Creative Medium
I have known for a while that I am a creative and an artist. The process by which I’ve claimed my creativity has been slow but successful. Creating space and time to actively engage with myself in my chosen projects has become easier. But there was always a part of me which said that to…
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Embodiment of My Truer Self
I’ve been thinking about embodiment. This is the best word I can find to describe this deep need to reoccupy myself. I want to feel as if I know and understand myself truly, madly, deeply. I have this image of snapping myself into a chest plate that fits perfectly. Being inside myself and feeling that…
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Friday Picture Show November 5th
We rolled into November on autumnal sun beams. Halloween gave us dress up fun and way too much leftover candy. And colder weather led to snuggling and turning inward. Plus a little thrifting and redecorating of my kitchen windowsill.
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We are the Old People
In my exercise class this morning, an older gentleman said that he has one remaining elderly Aunt who is 98 years old. Once she passes, he will be “the old people”. How odd to think of ourselves as the “Old People”.. A friend of my husband’s conveyed how hard it was to watch his once…
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Friday Picture Show
So many wonderful moments we were able to live and enjoy this month. Our annual visit to a Fifer Farms with a corn maze and slides and bouncy things! Our 20th wedding anniversary party. Other parties, the light, the meals, and the family. I feel contented this month and ready to move forward. Interested in…
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When I Used to Think Everything Was Mine to Fix
Due to the pandemic, the subject of mental health has been placed even more into the public eye. I feel we’ve finally been pushed out onto the stage and forced to see our humanity. If everyone was already experiencing unclaimed general anxiety disorder, thoughts of dying by unseen deadly bugs pushed us overboard. I told…
