Pardon our mess! We’re moving hosting providers and making some updates to the site. Any broken images will be back soon.
Thanks for your patience!
One of the biggest promises I made to myself this year, was to actively address and change any situations where I felt shame or blame in my life. One of the reasons I made this promise is because someone in my life keeps actively shaming me. There are people who you may have to deal…
I’ve begun again. That pesky 100-day project thing. Why do I keep doing this? Commit myself to showing up to my craft room workbench day after day, year after year? Because I need to remind myself and remember, I am an artist and I love showing up to create. See my post about showing up…
Good and happy news is always in need of sharing. Sharing closes the circle to our friendship with others and with ourselves. On Instagram yesterday, I noticed that someone had put a post of mine up in her story. Seems she really likes my idea for my 100-day project where I choose to throw out…
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..
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…
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…
We live in a society where lack of self-worth has become an epidemic. Low self-esteem is the new black. Most of us have come to believe in our inherent worthless and how we have to work hard, be successful, popular, attractive, healthy, wealthy, and be in control to earn worth. When we were babies, we…
In the beginning of the year, I was doing pretty great. I was exercising regularly, losing my Christmas weight gain, writing an essay that I knew would be published, and had some routine going. And then the Pandemic happened. I didn’t implode immediately but the decline of my “self” life was inevitable. I’ve spent a…
Somehow I’ve decided that there is a box I am supposed to stay within. That to venture from the box is certain death. I somehow always know that I am not allowed to imagine myself anywhere else but in the Fear Box. I am denied access to the world of possibilities outside. But I also…
This self-valuing process is very slow and laborious. When you start at such a deficit, low low low self-esteem, there’s a lot of work before you even begin to notice yourself. Because it takes as long as it takes. You can not hurry the process of peeling off the layers of self-doubt and disdain and…
Archives
