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As I walked through my attic looking around at all my bins and boxes overflowing, I thought “my relationship with stuff is complicated”. I had a sense I was picking my way through the evidence of all my past and possible selves. The same boxes that were left there last year after I had a…
This year, I want to find the love of being me. I want my foot to fit the glass slipper and know that it mostly fits.
I keep getting flashes of my home as a child. They’re not infused with any specific memory but they feel significant. Like they’re guideposts to a thing that I’m doing now. I think my heart and brain are building a bridge to a place called Home. And that place is inside me. From the fabulous…
I hit a bumpy patch recently where I had to stop myself dead in my tracks. I was drowning in my own good ambitious intentions. And it wasn’t even August yet. So I pulled the plug on myself to reevaluate my priorities. Because knowing what you don’t want is as good as knowing what you…
