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We had a fountaining rose bush in our garden. We even built a wooden structure for it to grow on. And then one winter, it died. Eventually the structure rotted and we removed it. I grieved the loss. The garden completely changed from shady to sunny and I planted other plants. Four years or so…
I allowed myself to lay in bed in these past several mornings. I don’t feel the need to leap up and go downstairs for coffee. Most of the time, my daughter’s already up so there won’t be guarenteed time for myself down there. And there’s no need for productivity to happen immediately. This is just…
You know me. I’m that pretty girl who waited on you that one time in the cafe in Baltimore. I may have served you a drink at a bar downtown and had a kind and wise thing to say to you in your moment of loneliness. I’m that gal who waited on you in the…
I’m sure no one wants to hear this but I have spent an inordinate amount of time and effort trying to convince myself that I have worth. My inner parent has compassion for my inner child. She had it rough and truly wants her to feel better. But my inner girl is a tough little…
I need a nap. I feel fat, pale, and ugly. I’m worn out from my 8 year old. I keep grocery shopping, cooking, and cleaning and it never ends. These are all things I could have said within the past year, especially during the lockdown dark times. I know I certainly thought them. And those…
As my blog prepares to turn 10, I remember some of what I used to love to do here and that included lots of photos. I don’t feel like I take as many photos as I used to but I think I’m just not posting them as much. So here’s a few from this past…
For me, the cup remains half full no matter how many times I recognize I have enough. It is my default mode no doubt rooted in an ancestral history of famine and depression. If I expect the cup’s emptiness, anything more than empty will look great. I live a perpetual struggle to love myself even…
Overtime, inevitably, roots will show. Life if formed from and based on roots. Allow them to be there. Let them show. Let them comfortably confirm the origin of your wisdom, beauty, and change. And then feel free to cover them up again for another future unveiling. Interested in reading my more of my thoughts…
When I was in the deepest throws of my battle with anxiety and depression, inside a bad relationship, dealing with mentally imbalanced parents, and just living a crappy life, I was sure that if I just worked really hard all by myself, eventually, I would win this war I was calling life. I would practice…
I really didn’t feel well yesterday. At 54, my body is in the middle of deciding whether or not it wants to be done with having babies. And systems are going haywire. I woke up this morning and all of my joints were stiff and sore. Like I’d been through a battle and I’d lost….
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