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I have been on a journey all of my life to find out who I truly am. This self-discovery journey consists of equal parts honesty, authenticity, pain, and writing. And I am committed to it until the day I am no longer here.
No doubt you are familiar with the story of the tortoise and the hare. The hare, aka bunny, got cocky forseeing a future where he won the race, put on by a bored tyrannical lion, because he was faster than the tortoise, aka turtle. And the bunny lost because he prioritized a nap and his…
This morning, I was considering how hard it is sometimes to make a decision. Especially with our epidemic perfectionism, we are often paralyzed by the idea of making a “wrong” decision. But truly, the hardest part about making the decision is making the decision. The carrying out of the decision and the consequences are a…
Valentine’s week is here. And I found myself considering what self-love meant to me. Undoubtedly we can not truly pay someone the attention and respect of love unselfishly if we do not have some to spare from our own hearts. But what does self-love look like at it’s best. And can we court or woo…
I was thinking this morning about how I used to live my days from waking to sleeping , thinking I was inept and incapable. Every undone thing around me was proof that I was inept and incapable. As I set standards so sky high, I withheld approval for my life to be enough and I…
It all started when I asked, who do I think I am? I intended to facetiously ask myself this as in do I have the authority to speak on this subject? And then I realized that knowing who I am is in fact a good way to star the year. I am on my 11th…
The stillness of the house is like a pond in a winter’s morning. It beckons me to sit and just listen to the tick of the clock like a cricket in the weeds. Instead of leaping up and jumping in, I sat down and napped in the yawning silence. I haven’t had time to myself…
I chatter at it and Batter at it and still it is not fixed. The ages old self-diatribe I am not enough, I am not enough I tell everyone, I’m OK, I’m fine But in my mind there’s a line And I’m on the wrong side. The impossibility of moving on Tethered to a ghost….
So many shoulds coming at us daily. Other people’s recipes for our lives flooding our heads. The shoulds of womanhood, motherhood, parenthood, successful people, healthy people, and intelligent people. Of good daughters and good citizens and good Christians. Oh you know what the shoulds sound like. I should have a clean house, a balanced diet,…
I have written ad nauseam about the amazing gift we have to choose our lives. We get to choose our lifestyles and who we call community. We get to choose what we believe and how we practice what we believe, where we spend our money and where we don’t. And while it’s a giddy freedom…
I woke up this morning doubting my ability to accurately decide if I was living a good life. “Is my life a problem or a pleasure”, I asked myself. I questioned my decision on this day being a good one or a bad one because I truly hadn’t lived any of it yet. Yet, how…
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