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The heat of the semi-South has descended upon us. Having to catch up with everything means fits and spurts of everything and that’s just how I can handle the outdoors. Out then in. Out then in. I think that’s how I handle life too. I talk myself into hopes and dreams. I go get it…
Have you become mad at yourself because you can’t keep a regular creative schedule? Judging yourself because you are not committed to your creative life and not producing the way you think you should? This is how you can guarantee your creativity won’t be inspired. When our creativity and productivity become entwined, our inner child…
There’s not a lot of room for me right now with Mom’s temporary stay. I have accepted that. I am the caretaker. This is my current job. I remember this lack of me time from when the children were babies. But I knew I would eventually put them to bed. That isn’t the case here….
This past weekend, as the world watched the inhumanity of man play out in the Ukraine, I was hosting a slumber party to celebrate my daughter’s 9th birthday. With four lovely little ladies in my care, I was the hostess and witness to the amazing capacity for compassion from these future women. There were lots…
I recently released myself from the thrall of a diet. I had been in the Noom program since February. I’d logged almost 800 meals. And I’d not lost any weight. I no longer wanted to feel like a failure. I wanted to stop feeling like I was some sort of bug under a microscope with…
In exercise class, I stand behind someone so that I don’t have to see myself in the wall of mirror. I try not to linger in my own sight for too long in the bedroom mirror. There are shirts in my closet that I don’t want to wear because they either are too form fitting…
A “Good Day” is one where my children don’t give me a hard time. “Yes Mom” and “Sure Mom”, “How can I help Mom” they say. When I have slept without my body waking me up from some sort of weird pain. A day that is not overbooked and everything rolls out as planned. A…
While I am very pro “be here now”, I still struggle with being content where I am in ways… I rage about my perimenopausal body, focusing on where I think my body should be. A belly that looks pregnant but isn’t ?! I expect myself to know what the “plan” is for my “work”. Know…
At the bank today, I overheard a woman say “Stay Strong” and I said, “I prefer that to’stay safe’.” The teller said that the woman who said that was starting a campaign to promote mental health awareness and depression support through this time. And I said, “I can totally support that. I’m spreading Stay Strong”….
As you know, I truly disregard other’s judgment of my expression of feelings here. This space has always held safety for me. Even when I’ve been attacked, I still know that I am entitled to be honest about me. I sometimes think I should be more so. And what I’ve come to realize is that…
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